Classic Poem

Her radiant amber-lucent eyes
Have far unknown infinitudes:
We merely wot the nether skies
That sparkle with her lighter moods.

The suns, the stars, above, behind, —
The radiance of remoter Space,
We know not. We are dazed and blind
With the near beauty of her face.

But could we the deep eyes explore,
Would nobler constellations shine?
Would the eyes sparkle more and more,
Lit by a spirit more divine?

Or would we find the lights inane,
And would we find the depth a shoal,
And would we seek the skies in vain
To catch the glimmer of a soul?