Poems (Smith)/Those Beauteous Eyes
THOSE BEAUTEOUS EYES.
Those beauteous speaking eyes of thine Bespeak a soul of love divine. Had I a dear one such as thee I'd bow me down on bended knee Unto my God, and thus declare My fervent love, in earnest prayer That He may keep thee ever true To thy dear mother devoted to you.
Within thy home may true love abide. And when thou art a blushing bride, May thy husband prove kind and true, And worthy of a prize like you.
We only need look on thy face,—There we may true beauty trace. Those eyes so tender and so sweet Doth us with friendly welcome greet.
A power of love within them lie,—The lovely tint of the azure sky. Those sweet bright eyes of heavenly hue Draw me, sweet girl, with love to you.