I FAIREST, when thy eyes did pour A crystal shower, I was persuaded that some stone Had liquid grown; And, thus amazed, sure, thought I, When stones are moist, some rain is nigh. II Why weep'st thou? 'cause thou cannot be More hard to me? So lionesses pity, so Do tigers too; So doth that bird, which when she's fed On all the man, pines o'er the head. III Yet I'll make better omens, till Event beguile; Those pearly drops in time shall be A precious sea; And thou shall like thy coral prove, Soft under water, hard above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 37. AL-HALI by EDWIN ARNOLD THE STORM by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN JACINTHS AND JESSAMINES by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TAKE YOUR CHOICE: NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY WOULD SPEAK ... THIS MANNER by BERTON BRALEY THE OLD COWPUNCHER SPEAKS by BERTON BRALEY A FLOWER IN A LETTER by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE PATRIOT by GEORGE BUBB DODINGTON |