Classic Poem

Serene blue eyes,
  Seraphic, calm and limpid eyes,
  Reflection of a Paradise!
I gaze within their sapphire depths and think
How like a bark my love might float or sink,
  If they should will it in such wise;
 And their chaste beauty seems to me,
 Like some great, dreamy, treacherous sea!

Thoughtful gray eyes,
  Crepuscular, grave, gloomy eyes,
  Pale as the moodless Northern skies!
I gaze within their cloudy depths and see
How all my love might wrecked and shattered be,
  If they should will it in such wise;
 Cold and transparent as the ice,
 They feel no passion, know no vice.

Radiant black eyes,
  Wonderful, scintillant black eyes,
  Love's magnetizing, burning prize!
I gaze within their flashing depths and find
The dainty, languid temptress of my mind,
  If they should will it in such wise;
 But their effulgence murmureth
 Of strange, mad passions, bringing death!

Winsome brown eyes,
  Light, laughing, innocent brown eyes,
  Wherein a woodland idyl lies!
I gaze within their lucid depths and mark
The light that from my soul may chase the dark,
  If they should will it in such wise;
 The soul of some Greek dryad fair
 Has surely found its Eden there!

Sombre green eyes,
  Strange, haunting, mystic, siren eyes,
  Teeming with promise and surprise!
I gaze within their misty depths and see
The eyes of Messalina dark on me,
  Whene'er they will it in such wise;
 Snake-like, intolerant and warm,
 They seem to hiss with passion's storm!

Colorful eyes,
  Weird, variable, wonder eyes,
  Wherein a shadowy rainbow flies!
I gaze within their dazzling depths and love
The sacred mutability thereof,
  And they have willed it in such wise;
 Ah, emblems of my soul divine,
 Only in dreams I see them shine!