Seest thou those Diamonds which she weares In that rich Carkanet; Or those on her dishevel'd haires, Faire Pearles in order set? Beleeve young man all those were teares By wretched Wooers sent, In mournfull Hyacinths and Rue, That figure discontent; Which when not warmed by her view, By cold neglect, each one, Congeal'd to Pearle and stone; Which precious spoiles upon her, She weares as trophees of her honour. Ah then consider! What all this implies; She that will weare thy teares, wo'd weare thine eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON AN OLD MUFF by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON RECONCILIATION by WALT WHITMAN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 2. AR-RAHMAN by EDWIN ARNOLD I WOULD NOT HAVE IT SO by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 12 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH MARION STREET by ALPHEUS BUTLER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THE VOICE OF ONE BLIND by EDWARD CARPENTER |