Her eyesC. IvesHer eyes are like unfath'mable lakes,When brightly o'er them the morning radiance breaks,And yet the mariners had best beware,For many valiant hearts lie shipwreck'd there.
← LibraryC. Ives · songHer eyesHer eyes by C. Ives with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongHer eyesC. IvesHerhˈɜːeyesˈaɪzareə(ɹ)likelˈaɪkunfath'mableˈmeɪbl̩lakeslˈeɪks,Whenwˈɛnbrightlybɹˈaɪtlio'erˈɜːthemðˈɛmtheðəmorningmˈɔːnɪŋradianceɹˈeɪdiənsbreaksbɹˈeɪks,Andˈændyetjˈɛttheðəmarinersmˈæɹɪnəzhadhˈædbestbˈɛstbewarebɪwˈeə,Forfˈɔːmanymˈɛnivaliantvˈælɪəntheartshˈɑːtslielˈaɪshipwreckʃˈɪpɹɛk'dthereðˈeə.