| My Ladies Eyes My ladies eyes are like the skies a soft and sunlit blue No other fair could half compare in sweet midsummer hue My ladies eyes cannot disguise her tender gentle heart She cannot feign, she feels pain whenever we must part Now while I live I need must give Her all my love and more That she may know I worship so this one that I adore And while away I long and pray the days may speed, and then I heartward hie, I flee, I fly to see her eyes again My ladies eyes, each glance i prize as gentle as a dove and would that I could tell her why I dare not speak my love too high, as far as any star her station is to mine to wide that space to e'er embrace beneath her I repine |