| Samuel Kettell, ed. Specimens of American Poetry. 1829. | | | | Love’s Eyes | | By Samuel Woodworth (1784–1842) |
| | | LOVE’S eyes are so enchanting, | |
| Bright, smiling, soft and granting, | |
| Pulses play at every ray, | |
| And hearts at every glance are panting. | |
| Before the beamy eye of morn | 5 |
| We view the clouds of night receding; | |
| So tender glances banish scorn, | |
| For who can frown while Love is pleading? | |
| Love’s eyes are so enchanting, &c. | |
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| No bandage can those eyes conceal, | 10 |
| Though bards in fabled tales rehearse it; | |
| For if we wore a mask of steel, | |
| Affection’s ardent gaze would pierce it. | |
| Love’s eyes are so enchanting, &c. | |
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| Beware, then, lest some artful elf | 15 |
| The infant’s smiles and armor borrow, | |
| To win a throb of joy for self, | |
| And give his victims years of sorrow. | |
| Love’s eyes are so enchanting, &c. | | | | |
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