A. E. Housman: Look not in my eyes, for fear

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.