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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.
B.L.G.