ELIZA , for shame! for tears there’s no need;
Such arts to ensnare, can never succeed:
With tears feign’d like those do not dim thy bright eyes,–
‘Tis the tear of affection alone that I prize.
Believe me, the tears by hypocrites worn
Disfigure the face, instead of adorn;
Believe me, no tear can such joy e’er impart,
As that which affection sends warm from the heart.
The dew-drops of morn,–the crystal so bright,–
The planets which gild the dark face of night,–
The lustre of pearl,–or the diamond’s rich glare,
Can ne’er with the tear of affection compare.
(Elizabeth Beverley)
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