TEARS, flow no more, or if you needs must flow, <br /> Fall yet more slow, <br /> Do not the world invade, <br />From smaller springs than yours rivers have grown, <br /> And they again a Sea have made, <br />Brackish like you, and which like you hath flown. <br /> <br />Ebb to my heart, and on the burning fires <br /> Of my desires, <br /> O let your torrents fall, <br />From smaller heate than theirs such sparks arise <br /> As into flame converting all, <br />This world might be but my love's sacrifice. <br /> <br />Yet if the tempests of my sighs so blow <br /> You both must flow, <br /> And my desires still burn, <br />Since that in vain all help my love requires, <br /> Why may not yet their rages turn <br />To dry those tears, and to blow out those fires ? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><br /><br />Edward Herbert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-flow-no-more/
