Look not upon me with thine eyes

H. Bartlett

Look not upon me with thine eyes,

Lest sleep desert me.

Breathe not upon me with thy sighs,

Lest love pervert me.

Lay not upon my lip thy hand,

For tho' I tremble,

In silence shalt thou understand

How I dissemble.

If still I say no single word

My thoughts shall reach thee

The wish that burns, but is not heard

Mine eyes shall teach thee.

So breathe upon me with thy sighs,

For sleep hath left me.

Of all the night except thine eyes

Love hath bereft me.