A. E. Housman — Look not in my eyes for fear

                  XV          Look not in my eyes, for fear          They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear          And love it and be lost like me. One the long nights through must lie          Spent in star-defeated sighs, But why should you as well as I          Perish? gaze not in my eyes.          A Grecian lad, as I hear tell,          One that many loved in vain, Looked into a forest well          And never looked away again. There, when the turf in springtime flowers,          With downward eye and gazes sad, Stands amid the glancing showers          A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.