THE LANGUAGE of the EYES TO LADY J— F—. Charlotte Lennox (née Ramsay) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T139692 K110146.000 Lennox, Charlotte, ca. 1729-1804. Poems on Several Occasions. Written by a Young Lady. London printed for, and sold by S. Paterson 1747 pp. 26-27. [8],88p.; 8⁰.

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THE LANGUAGE of the EYES TO LADY J— F— . I. IF forc'd by Tyrant Custom , we The Anguish of our Souls conceal , Our Eyes yet boast their Liberty ; Let them the tender Truths reveal ; In soft persuasive Glances speak our Grief , And from that silent Language find Relief . II . Those sweet Betrayers of the Mind , Can always lend their welcome Aid , The Thoughts by harsh Restraint confin'd , By them are all to View betray'd ; The doubtful War , which Hope and Fear maintain'd , Are by those charming Orators explain'd . III . See Anger in that sparkling Eye , This in soft Shades of Sorrow drest ; Love , smiling Hope , and tender Joy , In those inchanting Looks exprest ; The conqu'ring Eyes correct the Lover's Heart , And as they Smile or Frown , their Hopes and Fears impart . IV . Ye Fair , who strive with Darts to arm , The languid Beauties of your Eyes , Of Isabellas learn to charm , Like hers the ravish'd Soul surprize ; Her Mind does all their glorious Beams dispense , Bright as they are they owe their Rays to Sense .