letra de eliza cook - the quiet eye - ghizela rowe
the orb i like is not the one
that dazzles with its lightning gleam;
that dares to look upon the sun
as though it challenged brighter beam
that orb may sparkle, flash, and roll;
its fire may blaze, its shaft may fly;
but not for me: i prize the soul
that slumbers in a quiet eye
there ’s something in its placid shade
that tells of calm, unworldly thought;
hope may be crown’d, or joy delay’d—
no dimness steals, no ray is caught
its pensive language seems to say
“i know that i must close and die;”
and death itself, come when it may
can hardly change the quiet eye
there ’s meaning in its steady glance
of gentle blame or praising love
that makes me tremble to advance
a word, that meaning might reprove
the haughty threat, the fiery look
my spirit proudly can defy
but never yet could meet and brook
the upbraiding of a quiet eye
there’s firmness in its even light
that augurs of a breast sincere:
and, oh! take watch how ye excite
that firmness till it yield a tear
some bosoms give an easy sigh
some drops of grief will freely start
but that which sears the quiet eye
hath its deep fountain in the heart
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