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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 10, Issue 8 (November 1, 1935)

Only Your Eyes

Only Your Eyes.

Eyes to cause dreams—and I have dreamed
The long day through, since, passing by,
Your careless glancing snared my eye.
So soft, so calm, so sure they seemed. That I have wondered, envying such, How one so young could know so much.
Perchance that heavenly softness beamed
In prime effulgence on a morn, Heart-twisting, when the spring was born.
And such tranquility was creamed From water's green translucent glaze As, motionless, it fed your gaze.
For Steadfastness, your Soul's light beamed;
And where that glowing lamp was lit I cannot know, nor guess at it.
But if I go on pilgrimage,
A palmer of another age, I'll seek to know an English spring And love each green and growing thing,
Upon my soul's brown wood to know, Thereby, the thrust of buds that grow; And some day when my soul's in leaf To know of ecstasies the chief—To meet another one like you Who'll stop: and see my soul shine through.

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