Rafyel's birthday

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 see the smile – the sapphire’s blaze
Besides thee ceased to shine;
It could not match the living rays
That filled that glaze of thine.

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.