if tears alone when shed
can unnerve most men
sometimes steal a proud
man's heart; then
bewitched a man
could surely be;
if he drank
the precious dew
of tears fresh shed;
from a gentle eye
upon his knee,
directly,
from a lily
white hand;
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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