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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 see 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.

Lord Geoge Gordon Byron - I Saw Thee Weep