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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Gray Eyes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Looke how the russet morne exceeds the night,<br>How sleekest Jett yields to the di'monds light,<br>So farr the glory of the gray-bright eye<br>Out-vyes the black in lovely majesty.<br>A morning mantl'd with a fleece of gray<br>Laughs from her brow and shewes a spotlesse day:<br>This di'mond-like doth not his lustre owe<br>To borrowed helpe, as black thinges cast a show,<br>It needs noe day besides itselfe, and can<br>Make a Cimmeria seeme meridian:<br>Light sees, tis seen, tis that whereby wee see<br>When darknesse in the opticke facultie<br>Is but a single element: then tell<br>Is not that eye the best wherein doth dwell<br>More plenteous light? that organ is divine,<br>And more than eye that is all chrystalline,<br>All rich of sight: oh that perspicuous glasse<br>That lets in light, and lets a light forth passe<br>Tis Lustre's thoroughfare where rayes doe thronge,<br>A burning glasse that fires the lookers-on.<br>Black eies sett off coarse beauties which they grace<br>But as a beard smutch'd on a swarthy face.<br>Why should the seat of life be dull'd with shade,<br>Or that be darke for which the day was made?<br>The learned Pallas, who had witt to choose,<br>And power to take, did other eyes refuse,<br>And wore the gray: each country painter blotts<br>His goddesse eyeballs with two smutty spotts.<br>Corruption layes on blacke; give me the eye<br>Whose lustre dazles paynt and poetrie,<br>That's day unto itselfe; which like the sun<br>Seemes all one flame. They that his beames will shun<br>Here dye like flyes: when eyes of every kind<br>Faint at the sun, at these the sun growes blind,<br>And skipps behind a cloud, that all may say<br>The Eye of all the world loves to be gray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Strode">William Strode</a><div class=q>
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How sleekest Jett yields to the di'monds light,
So farr the glory of the gray-bright eye
Out-vyes the black in lovely majesty.
A morning mantl'd with a fleece of gray
Laughs from her brow and shewes a ..."></div>
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