“And that same dew which sometimes on the buds
Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,
Stood now within the pretty floweret’s eyes,
Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.”
In “King John:”
“Draw those heaven-moving pearls from his poor eyes
Which heaven shall take in nature of a fee;
Ay, with those crystal beads heaven shall be bribed
To do him justice and revenge on you.”
The metaphor is a favorite one with Lovelace: