A Shropshire Lad/Look not in my eyes, for fear
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Look not in my eyes, for fearThey mirror true the sight I see,And there you find your face too clearAnd love it and be lost like me.One the long nights through must lieSpent in star-defeated sighs,But why should you as well as IPerish? gaze not in my eyes.
A Grecian lad, as I hear tell,One that many loved in vain,Looked into a forest wellAnd never looked away again.There, when the turf in springtime flowers,With downward eye and gazes sad,Stands amid the glancing showersA jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
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