George Gordon Byron (1788 - 1824 / London / England)
I Saw Thee Weep
I saw thee weep---the big bright tear
Came o'er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear
A violet dropping dew:
I saw thee smile---the sapphire's blaze
Beside thee ceased to shine;
It could not match the living rays
That filled that glance of thine.
As clouds from yonder sun receive
A deep and mellow dye,
Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky,
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart;
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind
That lightens o'er the heart.
George Gordon Byron's Other Poems
- A Spirit Passed Before Me
- Adieu, Adieu! My Native Land
- 'All Is Vanity,' Saith the Preacher
- And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair
- And Wilt Thou Weep When I Am Low?
- Bride of Abydos, The
- By the Rivers of Babylon We Sat Down and...
- Churchill's Grave
- Destruction of Sennacherib, The
- Epistle To Augusta
- Farewell To The Muse
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