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...THE BEST [THING IN THE WORLD] by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING MELANCHOLIA by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE QUESTION by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 28. THE WELSH MARCHES by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN SONNET ON FAME (2) by JOHN KEATS THE TWINS by HENRY SAMBROOKE LEIGH LUCIFER IN STARLIGHT by GEORGE MEREDITH ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 3. TO A FRIEND UNSUCCESSFUL IN LOVE by MARK AKENSIDE |