220 LANGUAGE AND 
under the form of a white heifer, from the fury 
of Juno. 
Ebu Abrumi, an Arabian poet, likens blue 
eyes weeping to violets bathed in dew. Amongst 
the English poets who have illustrated this 
image is Elizabeth Browning: 
“ Dear violets, you liken to 
The kindest eyes that look on you 
Without a thought disloyal.” 
And in the following lines on a faded violet) 
Shelley embodies the same pretty fancy : 
“ The color from the flower is gone, 
Which like thy sweet eyes smiled on me; 
The odor from the flower is flown, 
Which breathed of thee, and only thee. 
“ A withered, lifeless, vacant form, 
It lies on my abandoned breast, 
And mocks the heart which yet is warm, 
With cold and silent rest. 
“I weep—my tears revive it not; 
I sigh—it breathes no more on me ; 
Its mute and uncomplaining lot 
Is such as mine should be.” 
The same poetic comparison is employed by 
Shakspeare in the “ Winter’s Tale 
