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Alfred Edward Housman

 - Alfred Edward Housman

 Look not in my eyes, for fear 
Thy mirror true the sight I see, 
And there you find your face too clear 
And love it and be lost like me. 
One the long nights through must lie 
Spent in star-defeated sighs, 
But why should you as well as I 
Perish? gaze not in my eyes. 

A Grecian lad, as I hear tell, 
One that many loved in vain, 
Looked into a forest well 
And never looked away again. 
There, when the turf in springtime flowers, 
With downward eye and gazes sad, 
Stands amid the glancing showers 
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.