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Literary
June 20, 1838
Republican Herald
Providence, Providence County, Rhode Island
What is this article about?
A lyrical song addressing the speaker's eyes and lips, lamenting their beauty as the cause of his downfall in fame and youth, yet unable to stop adoring them, leading to sorrow and banished hope.
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Eyes, eyes--ye have lost your lustre,
You still so are lovely, and still I adore;
Lips, lips--ye have been my undoing,
Yet still must I love you, and love evermore,
Ye are fatal to fame, and I give no endeavor,
I mark but to live in the balm ye bestow ;--
Ye bid me dream of my hope, and, oh! never!
My spirit may dream of enjoyment below,
Wherefore, young heart, thus cruelly sinning,
So sadly 'gainst nature, and beauty, and truth;
With eyes so bright, and with lips so winning,
Why thus condemn me to sorrow in youth--
Canst thou not feel, whilst evermore banishing
Each charming feature of feeling and faith:
Nor eyes so bright, nor lips so ravishing
Deem hearts so devoted to sorrow and scath.
Eyes, eyes--ye have lost your lustre,
You still so are lovely, and still I adore;
Lips, lips--ye have been my undoing,
Yet still must I love you, and love evermore,
Ye are fatal to fame, and I give no endeavor,
I mark but to live in the balm ye bestow ;--
Ye bid me dream of my hope, and, oh! never!
My spirit may dream of enjoyment below,
Wherefore, young heart, thus cruelly sinning,
So sadly 'gainst nature, and beauty, and truth;
With eyes so bright, and with lips so winning,
Why thus condemn me to sorrow in youth--
Canst thou not feel, whilst evermore banishing
Each charming feature of feeling and faith:
Nor eyes so bright, nor lips so ravishing
Deem hearts so devoted to sorrow and scath.
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
Soliloquy
What themes does it cover?
Love Romance
What keywords are associated?
Love Song
Beauty Undoing
Sorrow Youth
Fatal Adoration
Dream Hope
Literary Details
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Song.
Key Lines
Eyes, Eyes Ye Have Lost Your Lustre,
Lips, Lips Ye Have Been My Undoing,
Ye Are Fatal To Fame, And I Give No Endeavor,
Why Thus Condemn Me To Sorrow In Youth
Deem Hearts So Devoted To Sorrow And Scath.