  Illustration by Thomas Fogarty. F IRST I loved two eyes of black— Two fascinating eyes of black! They glanced at me and won my heart Till of my life they seemed a part, And I their willing captive; But black eyes can so treacherous be, That even while they smiled, you see They tried to break the heart of me. Then I loved two eyes of gray— Two limpid eyes of gray! “Love!”—cruel word—I smile in scorn; Soon I was left alone, forlorn, For when I told my love’s deep passion Gray eyes smiled in careless fashion— No love for me they ever knew, So I left them for two eyes of blue. “Gray eyes smiled in careless fashion.” Two eyes of sunny, heavenly blue— Two beautiful eyes of blue! They gave me a tender glance so sweet, I felt my happiness was complete And their light was warm and true; But when at last my mistake I found, I fell in love with eyes of brown— Two glorious eyes of brown. Bright eyes! Brown eyes of beauty rare, No other eyes with you compare! Glancing from under lids drooped down, Sparkling eyes of dusky brown. Can I but win you, I’ll ask no more: All my life I’ll worship—adore; Live for you, work for you—always content— If only, dear brown eyes, you’ll consent! Drawn by Alexander Popini. “The Pleiades Girl.” |
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