SHE glanced across the path to me,
Grey eyes!
Her looks were kisses plain to see.
I gave her glances back to her –
Glad eyes!
She saw the lifting of despair.
From memory a face looked out,
Dim eyes!
No years could sour that love to doubt.
My soul would nevermore be lone –
Bride’s eyes!
Hearts still were waiting for my own.
Our souls uncurtained then, perchance –
Deep eyes!
Each built an epoch in a glance.
Out of her fellowship so free
Light eyes!
She gave some gladness unto me.
And I gave? As we turned apart –
Dead eyes!
I saw the shudder in her heart.
(Arthur Henry Adams)
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