I Saw Thee Weep

by Lord Byron


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.

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