"Dark eyes are dearer far <br />Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell." <br /> <br />Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,—the domain <br />Of Cynthia,—the wide palace of the sun,— <br />The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,— <br />The bosomer of clouds, gold, gray, and dun. <br />Blue! 'Tis the life of waters:—Ocean <br />And all its vassal streams, pools numberless, <br />May rage, and foam, and fret, but never can <br />Subside, if not to dark-blue nativeness. <br />Blue! gentle cousin of the forest-green, <br />Married to green in all the sweetest flowers— <br />Forget-me-not,—the blue-bell,—and, that queen <br />Of secrecy, the violet: what strange powers <br />Hast thou, as a mere shadow! But how great, <br />When in an Eye thou art alive with fate!<br /><br />John Keats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/answer-to-a-sonnet-by-j-h-reynolds/
