To A Lady Weeping

by John Kearsley Mitchell

John Kearsley Mitchell

O Lady ! shed that tear again,
Nor let a smile illume thine eyes;

That tear of sympathetic pain,
Is worth a gem of Paradise!

Oh, ever thus may I hehold
The melting tear in beauty's eye,

When all her loveliest buds unfold
Before the light of sympathy.

The smile that glitters through a tear.

May tint the cheek with lighter grace.

Bat oh, to me, how much more dear

TIm smileless tear that gems thy face!

Last updated June 27, 2019