Each strand of her hairIs really insect eyesAnd each hole in her tongueIs always occupiedBy the milk of the sun
The Night has a thousand eyes,And the Day but one;Yet the light of the bright world diesWith the dying sun.The mind has a thousand eyes,And the heart but one;Yet the light of a whole life diesWhen love is done.francis william bourdillon
Back o'er the deep I turn my longing eyes,And chide the wayward passions that rebel:Yet boots it not to think, or to complain,Musing sad ditties to the reckless main.To dreams like these, adieu! the pealing bellSpeaks of the hour that stays not—and the dayTo life's sad turmoil calls my heart away.william lisle bowles
When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.james montgomery
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