Look not in my eyes, for fear
Thy mirror true the sight I see,
And there you find your face too clear
And love it and be lost like me.
One the long nights through must lie
Spent in star-defeated sighs,
But why should you as well as I
Perish? gaze not in my eyes.
A Grecian lad, as I hear tell,
One that many loved in vain,
Looked into a forest well
And never looked away again.
There, when the turf in springtime flowers,
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I think you should correct the error in the transcription of this poem, The second line must start with the word 'they, ' not 'thy.' I love your site, but I must wonder about the accuracy of other transcriptions when an error such as this one appears and remains uncorrected. Respectfully, R. Stivelman Salisbury, MD