The tears that my own eyes have shed Are few to all the tears I owe For sin, pain, wrong, and for the dead; Let me not cause thy tears to flow! For thy sweet eyes can shine most bright Without the gems that sorrow wears; Thy radiant soul must not requite My enforced usury of tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEACON; A MUSICAL DRAMA by JOANNA BAILLIE ELEGY ON THYRZA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON HYMN ON SOLITUDE by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) BLACK ROSES by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. THE PRETTY REDHEAD by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): MEDEA'S HESITATION by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS THE WOODLANDS by WILLIAM BARNES |