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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tear</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When Friendship or Love<br> Our sympathies move;<br>When Truth, in a glance, should appear,<br> The lips may beguile,<br> With a dimple or smile,<br>But the test of affection's a Tear:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Too oft is a smile<br> But the hypocrite's wile,<br>To mask detestation, or fear;<br> Give me the soft sigh,<br> Whilst the soultelling eye<br>Is dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Mild Charity's glow,<br> To us mortals below,<br>Shows the soul from barbarity clear;<br> Compassion will melt,<br> Where this virtue is felt,<br>And its dew is diffused in a Tear:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The man, doom'd to sail<br> With the blast of the gale,<br>Through billows Atlantic to steer,<br> As he bends o'er the wave<br> Which may soon be his grave,<br>The green sparkles bright with a Tear;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The Soldier braves death<br> For a fanciful wreath<br>In Glory's romantic career;<br> But he raises the foe<br> When in battle laid low,<br>And bathes every wound with a Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> If, with high-bounding pride,<br> He return to his bride!<br>Renouncing the gore-crimson'd spear;<br> All his toils are repaid<br> When, embracing the maid,<br>From her eyelid he kisses the Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Sweet scene of my youth!<br> Seat of Friendship and Truth,<br>Where Love chas'd each fast-fleeting year<br> Loth to leave thee, I mourn'd,<br> For a last look I turn'd,<br>But thy spire was scarce seen through a Tear:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Though my vows I can pour,<br> To my Mary no more,<br>My Mary, to Love once so dear,<br> In the shade of her bow'r,<br> I remember the hour,<br>She rewarded those vows with a Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> By another possest,<br> May she live ever blest!<br>Her name still my heart must revere:<br> With a sigh I resign,<br> What I once thought was mine,<br>And forgive her deceit with a Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Ye friends of my heart,<br> Ere from you I depart,<br>This hope to my breast is most near:<br> If again we shall meet,<br> In this rural retreat,<br>May we meet, as we part, with a Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396220" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> When my soul wings her flight<br> To the regions of night,<br>And my corse shall recline on its bier;<br> As ye pass by the tomb,<br> Where my ashes consume,<br>Oh! moisten their dust with a Tear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a></strong></div>