<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Weeping</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While Celia's Tears make sorrow bright,<br>Proud Grief sits swelling in her eyes;<br>The Sun, next those the fairest light,<br>Thus from the Ocean first did rise:<br>And thus thro' Mists we see the Sun, <br>Which else we durst not gaze upon. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">These silver drops, like morning dew,<br>Foretell the fervour of the day:<br>So from one Cloud soft show'rs we view,<br>And blasting lightnings burst away.<br>The Stars that fall from Celia's eye<br>Declare our Doom in drawing nigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Baby in that sunny Sphere<br>So like a Phaeton appears,<br>That Heav'n, the threaten'd World to spare,<br>Thought fit to drown him in her tears;<br>Else might th' ambitious Nymph aspire,<br>To set, like him, Heav'n too on fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alexander+Pope">Alexander Pope</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341125" data-title="Weeping de Alexander Pope" data-description="While Celia's Tears make sorrow bright, Proud Grief sits swelling in her eyes; The Sun, next those the fairest light, Thus from the Ocean first did rise: And thus thro' Mists we see the Sun, Which else we durst not gaze upon. These silver drops..."></div> </div> </div>

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