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In her dark eyes dreams poetize; / The soul sits lost in love: / There is no thing in all the skies, / To gladden all the world I prize, / Like the deep love in her dark eyes, / Or one sweet dream thereof.
In her dark eyes, where thoughts arise, / Her soul's soft moods I see: / Of hope and faith, that make life wise; / And charity, whose food is sighs -- / Not truer than her own true eyes / Is truth's divinity.
In her dark eyes the knowledge lies / Of an immortal sod, / Her soul once trod in angel-guise, / Nor can forget its heavenly ties, / Since, there in Heaven, upon her eyes / Once gazed the eyes of God.