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MIRANDA'S EYES
What colour are Miranda's eyes?
Will no one tell me, pray?
Now fleeting-blue as April skies,
Sudden a tender grey!
What is the colour of her eyes?
Will no one tell me, pray?
Now fleeting-blue as April skies,
Sudden a tender grey!
What is the colour of her eyes?
What colour are Miranda's eyes?
Are they of dawn or eve?
A moment laughter in them lies;
The next they seem to grieve.
Tell me the colour of her eyes!
Are they of dawn or eve?
A moment laughter in them lies;
The next they seem to grieve.
Tell me the colour of her eyes!
What colour are my mistress' eyes?
Painter lay down thy brush!
How shalt thou seize what ever flies,
Is brief, as is a blush,
The colour of Miranda's eyes?
Painter lay down thy brush!
How shalt thou seize what ever flies,
Is brief, as is a blush,
The colour of Miranda's eyes?
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What is the colour of her eyes,
Those pools of mystery deep?
Whatever lives, whatever dies,
They mirror in a sleep.
Such is the colour of her eyes.
Those pools of mystery deep?
Whatever lives, whatever dies,
They mirror in a sleep.
Such is the colour of her eyes.
What colour are Miranda's eyes?
For ah! when I her heart
Would prove, I win but wild replies,
Wild as those eyes that dart;
Her heart is changing as her eyes.
For ah! when I her heart
Would prove, I win but wild replies,
Wild as those eyes that dart;
Her heart is changing as her eyes.
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