I GRIEVE to see these tears -- Long strangers to thine eye -- These jewels that fond years For me could never buy. Weep, weep, and give thy heart relief. I grieve, but 't is not for thy grief: Not for these tears -- they were Another's ere they fell -- But those that never stir The fountain where they dwell. I'd smile, though thou shouldst weep a sea, Were but a single tear for me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE GHOST by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY PARTING by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE ASPECTA MEDUSA by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI COLIN CLOUTS COME HOME AGAIN by EDMUND SPENSER THE FOUNDERS OF OHIO by WILLIAM HENRY VENABLE THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 10. THE DEATH OF HUSKISSON by T. BAKER |