He gave to misery (all he had) a tear.

Grim-visaged, comfortless despair.

Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.

A sad spectacle. If they be inhabited, what a scope for misery and folly. If they be not inhabited, what a waste of space.

Let them call me rebel, and welcome; I feel no concern from it. For I should suffer the misery of devils, were I to make a whore of my soul.

By compassion we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also