Don Juan 02-214
Canto the Second

CCXIV

The heart is like the sky, a part of heaven,
     But changes night and day, too, like the sky;
Now o'er it clouds and thunder must be driven,
     And darkness and destruction as on high:
But when it hath been scorch'd, and pierced, and riven,
     Its storms expire in water-drops; the eye
Pours forth at last the heart's blood turn'd to tears,
Which make the English climate of our years.

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) ByronLong