Thine eyes are springs in whose serene
And silent waters heaven is seen.
Their lashes are the read more

Thine eyes are springs in whose serene
And silent waters heaven is seen.
Their lashes are the herbs that look
On their young figures in the brook.

Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.

Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.

For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all read more

For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be

In every object there is inexhaustible meaning; the eye sees in
it what the eye brings means of seeing.

In every object there is inexhaustible meaning; the eye sees in
it what the eye brings means of seeing.

In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye at the last trump: for
the trumpet shall sound, and read more

In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye at the last trump: for
the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised
incorruptible, and we shall be changed.

A gray eye is a sly eye,
And roguish is a brown one;
Turn full upon me read more

A gray eye is a sly eye,
And roguish is a brown one;
Turn full upon me thy eye,--
Ah, how its wavelets drown one!
A blue eye is a true eye;
Mysterious is a dark one,
Which flashes like a spark-sun!
A black eye is the best one.

Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them

Seeing is not always believing.

Seeing is not always believing.