16SONGI love my lady’s eyesAbove the beauties rareShe most is wont to prize,Above her sunny hair,And all that face to faceHer glass repeats of grace.For those are still the sameTo her and all that see:But oh! her eyes will flameWhen they do look on me:And so above the restI love her eyes the best.Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]who likes my song?—I knew you by your eyes,That rest on nothing long,And have forgot surprise;And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]as mine will stray,The while my love’s away.
16SONGI love my lady’s eyesAbove the beauties rareShe most is wont to prize,Above her sunny hair,And all that face to faceHer glass repeats of grace.For those are still the sameTo her and all that see:But oh! her eyes will flameWhen they do look on me:And so above the restI love her eyes the best.Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]who likes my song?—I knew you by your eyes,That rest on nothing long,And have forgot surprise;And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]as mine will stray,The while my love’s away.
I love my lady’s eyesAbove the beauties rareShe most is wont to prize,Above her sunny hair,And all that face to faceHer glass repeats of grace.For those are still the sameTo her and all that see:But oh! her eyes will flameWhen they do look on me:And so above the restI love her eyes the best.Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]who likes my song?—I knew you by your eyes,That rest on nothing long,And have forgot surprise;And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]as mine will stray,The while my love’s away.
I love my lady’s eyesAbove the beauties rareShe most is wont to prize,Above her sunny hair,And all that face to faceHer glass repeats of grace.For those are still the sameTo her and all that see:But oh! her eyes will flameWhen they do look on me:And so above the restI love her eyes the best.Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]who likes my song?—I knew you by your eyes,That rest on nothing long,And have forgot surprise;And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]as mine will stray,The while my love’s away.
I love my lady’s eyesAbove the beauties rareShe most is wont to prize,Above her sunny hair,And all that face to faceHer glass repeats of grace.
I love my lady’s eyes
Above the beauties rare
She most is wont to prize,
Above her sunny hair,
And all that face to face
Her glass repeats of grace.
For those are still the sameTo her and all that see:But oh! her eyes will flameWhen they do look on me:And so above the restI love her eyes the best.
For those are still the same
To her and all that see:
But oh! her eyes will flame
When they do look on me:
And so above the rest
I love her eyes the best.
Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]who likes my song?—I knew you by your eyes,That rest on nothing long,And have forgot surprise;And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]as mine will stray,The while my love’s away.
Now say, [Say, O say! saith the music]
who likes my song?—
I knew you by your eyes,
That rest on nothing long,
And have forgot surprise;
And stray [Stray, O stray! saith the music]
as mine will stray,
The while my love’s away.