And thou, twin orbs of love and joy!
Unveil thy glories with the morn--
Dear eyes, another day is born--
Awake, O little sleeping boy!
Bright are the summer morning skies,
But in this quiet little room
There broods a chill, oppressive gloom--
All for the brightness of thine eyes.
Without those radiant orbs of thine
How dark this little world would be--
This sweet home-world that worships thee--
So let their wondrous glories shine
On those who love their warmth and joy--
Awake, O sleeping little boy.
To A Sleeping Baby's Eyes
Eugene Field
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