1   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. 2   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.