1. And eyes whose tears and sleep have tired,
Their sleep is seen in which eyes that weep?

2. How it wept with longing and crying's force,
Upon itself, the self, the heart and breast.

3. It wept with sadness, then its lids flowed blood,
Obeying ardour, sleep, and patience's behest.

4. I blame your eyes for all the wrong they wrought
Upon themselves while I live through the ages.