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Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
In her eyes a thought
Grew sweeter and sweeter, deepening like the dawn,
A mystical forewarning.
In her eyes a thought
Grew sweeter and sweeter, deepening like the dawn,
A mystical forewarning.
Seeing is not always believing.
Seeing is not always believing.
Her eye (I'm very fond of handsome eyes)
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until read more
Her eye (I'm very fond of handsome eyes)
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until she spoke, then through its soft disguise
Flash'd an expression more of pride than ire,
And love than either; and there would arise,
A something in them which was not desire,
But would have been, perhaps, but for the soul,
Which struggled through and chansten'd down the whole.
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright read more
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning read more
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning as coal.
The Chinese say that we Europeans have one eye, they themselves
two, all the world else is blinde.
The Chinese say that we Europeans have one eye, they themselves
two, all the world else is blinde.
Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.
Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.
