Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
Give sorrow words — the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
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Give sorrow words

— the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
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