That Girl's Clear Eyes by Edward Thomas — Read

That girl's clear eyes utterly concealed all Except that there was something to reveal.

And what did mine say in the interval?

No more: no less. They are but as a seal Not to be broken till after I am dead;

And then vainly. Every one of us This morning at our tasks left nothing said, In spite of many words. We were sealed thus, Like tombs. Nor until now could I admit That all I cared for was the pleasure and pain I tasted in the stony square sunlit, Or the dark cloisters, or shade of airy plane, While music blazed and children, line after line, Marched past, hiding the "Seventeen Thirty-Nine. "