Here you will find the Poem The Eye Of Love of poet George Moses Horton
I know her story-telling eye Has more expression than her tongue; And from that heart-extorted sigh, At once the peal of love is rung. When that soft eye lets fall a tear Of doating fondness as we part, The stream is from a cause sincere, And issues from a melting heart. What shall her fluttering pulse restrain, The life-watch beating from her soul, When all the power of hate is slain, And love permits it no control. When said her tongue, I wish thee well, Her eye declared it must be true; And every sentence seem'd to tell The tale of sorrow told by few. When low she bow'd and wheel'd aside, I saw her blushing temples fade; Her smiles were sunk in sorrow's tide, But love was in her eye betray'd.
