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.
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Their eyes seem'd rings from whence the gems were gone.
[It., Parean l'occhiaje anella senza gemme.]
Their eyes seem'd rings from whence the gems were gone.
[It., Parean l'occhiaje anella senza gemme.]
No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight.
No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight.
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.
Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects.
Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects.
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.
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
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 of gentianellas azure,
Staring, winking at the skies.
Eyes of gentianellas azure,
Staring, winking at the skies.
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.
