The Delaware Indians by Richard C Adams

THE SECRET OF THE EYES.
Of all the secrets I would know,
There's none I'd prize so high,
As that which could be told to me
By friend's or stranger's eye;
But could they tell me, if they would,
The reason how and why.
There is an understanding shown
In glances of the eye ?
Have we in other spheres or times
Lived, loved, and then grown cold.
And through the eyes do recognize
Acquaintance of the soul ?
While though as strangers now we meet.
We knew each other well.
And recognize that instantly
But when we can not tell.
Some strangers whom I meet at times
Have eyes that seem to say,
"I've known you always, even though
We've only met today."
While others whom I've always known.
And bound by friendship's ties.
Do seem to ask me who I am.
When I look in their eyes.
And then we find some other eyes
Repulsive to our view,
33