I said to myself, let him receive sympathy and these struggles will cease.

Let him confide his misery to another heart and half the weight of it will be lightened.

I will win him to me; he shall not deny his grief to me and when I know his secret then will I pour a balm into his soul and again I shall enjoy the ravishing delight of beholding his smile, and of again seeing his eyes beam if not with pleasure at least with gentle love and thankfulness.

This will I do, I said.

Half I accomplished; I gained his secret and we were both lost for ever.
[C] Fletcher's comedy of the Captain.
[D] Lord Byron.