“My eyes! how I love you”

John Godfrey Saxe (1816–1887)

MY eyes! how I love you,

You sweet little dove you!

There ’s no one above you,

Most beautiful Kitty.

So glossy your hair is,

Like a sylph’s or a fairy’s;

And your neck, I declare, is

Exquisitely pretty.

Quite Grecian your nose is,

And your cheeks are like roses,

So delicious—O Moses!

Surpassingly sweet!

Not the beauty of tulips,

Nor the taste of mint-juleps,

Can compare with your two lips,

Most beautiful Kate!

Not the black eyes of Juno,

Nor Minerva’s of blue, no,

Nor Venus’s, you know,

Can equal your own!

O, how my heart prances,

And frolics and dances,

When their radiant glances

Upon me are thrown!

And now, dearest Kitty,

It ’s not very pretty,

Indeed it ’s a pity,

To keep me in sorrow!

So, if you ’ll but chime in,

We ’ll have done with our rhymin’,

Swap Cupid for Hymen,

And be married to-morrow.