The Eyes of May

Ay, the eyes of May, … Winsome, laughing, gay, Winsome, laughing, tender eyes But, for all that, very wise.

I fear their cunning wisdom, yet, Her glances seem so coy and shy My studied caution I forget, … I fear, alas, too often I Eye the eyes of May!

I fear, I fear her glances arch, Yet their ‘lurement I obey; For Caesar had his Ides of March, I, the eyes of May.