Last night, when at parting <br />Awhile we did stand, <br />Suddenly starting, <br />There fell on my hand <br /> <br />Something that burned it, <br />Something that shone <br />In the moon as I turned it, <br />And then it was gone. <br /> <br />One bright stray jewel - <br />What made it stray? <br />Was I cold or cruel, <br />At the close of day? <br /> <br />Oh, do not cry, lass! <br />What is crying worth? <br />There is no lass like my lass <br />In the whole wide earth.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-tear/
