Apt words from Anne herself;

Song for Petiron
(From the book Dragonsinger, sung as an elegy)

The tears I feel today
I'll wait to shed tomorrow.
Though I'll not sleep this night
Nor find surcease from sorrow.

My eyes must keep their sight;
I dare not be tear-blinded.
I must be free to talk
Not choked with grief, clear-minded.

My mouth cannot betray
The anguish that I know.
Yes, I'll keep my tears till later:
But my grief will never go.