Author Robert Browning When doctors with tirades on Tea affright us, I think they miss a warning ā and a nice one: We've all heard talk of weeping Heraclitus: Well, Heraclitus was the son of Hyson! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments