HER CHANGING EYES

Brims there a fathomless blue?

Then love's deep surge has made her ocean-souled!

Shed they a fiery hue?

Then truth has lit her mind to pure sun-gold!

Are they like purple wine?

O she is drunk with the Ineffable!

Outbeams a dark dew-shine?

With pity of your gloom her lustres fill. ]

But when that varied glance

Is fading to a quiet none can see

Behind snow-lids of trance,

She's waking in you all eternity!

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