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
.