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BLUE EYES
The little boy we might not keep
Had such great eyes of heaven, such eyes:
Deeper than sapphires and more deep
Than any seas or skies.
Had such great eyes of heaven, such eyes:
Deeper than sapphires and more deep
Than any seas or skies.
Such eyes of wonder opened wide
On the strange world; he drank his fill,
While other babies slept and cried,
Of wonder, wondering still.
On the strange world; he drank his fill,
While other babies slept and cried,
Of wonder, wondering still.
“What is it that he sees?” we said,
And followed in the wonder's track.
But when the little one was dead
That wondering gaze came back.
And followed in the wonder's track.
But when the little one was dead
That wondering gaze came back.
O are you wondering, wondering still?
For now you see such wondrous things,
Such angels by the field and rill,
With wondrous head and wings.
For now you see such wondrous things,
Such angels by the field and rill,
With wondrous head and wings.
O are you wondering, wondering yet,
At the kind breast you lie upon,
And the kind eyes that once were wet
For a most holy Son?
At the kind breast you lie upon,
And the kind eyes that once were wet
For a most holy Son?
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Our little boy with wondering eyes,
I wonder will they wonder still,
Or meet our own with no surprise
When we come over the hill!
I wonder will they wonder still,
Or meet our own with no surprise
When we come over the hill!
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