They may weep out the stains, by them did rise."

Cf. _Hamlet_, III. 4.:

"O Hamlet, speak no more;
Thou turnst mine eyes into my very soul,
And there I see such black and grained spots
As will not leave their tinct."

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_Gratefulness_:

"Thou, that hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, a grateful heart."

Cf. _Second Pt. Henry Sixth_, I. i.:

"O Lord, that lends me life,
Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness;
For Thou hast given me, in this beauteous face,
A world of earthly blessings to my soul."

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_The Answer_:

"All the thoughts and ends
Which my fierce youth did bandy, fall and flow
Like leaves about me, or like summer friends,