Full fathom five thy father lies;

Of his bones are coral made;

Those are pearls that were his eyes:

Nothing of him that doth fade

But doth suffer a sea-change

Into something rich and strange.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

Oh, fear not in a world like this,

And thou shalt know erelong,—

Know how sublime a thing it is

To suffer and be strong.

Henry W Longfellow (1807-1882): The Light of Stars.

Which way shall I fly

Infinite wrath and infinite despair?

Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;

And in the lowest deep a lower deep,

Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,

To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 73.

The hope of all who suffer,

The dread of all who wrong.

John G Whittier (1807-892): The Mantle of St. John de Matha.

The lot of man,—to suffer and to die.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 117.

The devil hath power

To assume a pleasing shape.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Those who inflict must suffer, for they see

The work of their own hearts, and this must be

Our chastisement or recompense.

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822): Julian and Maddalo. Line 482.

A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em,

To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em.

Cyril Tourneur (Circa 1600): The Revenger's Tragedy. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Who breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn;

And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born.

Matthew Prior (1664-1721): Solomon on the Vanity of the World. Book iii. Line 240.