The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
In Chapter 3 of A Tangled Web, Virginia reproaches Donna for her new love:
“You never loved Barry,” sobbed Virginia, “It was only his uniform you loved.”
“I did love Barry. But now I love Peter,” said Donna.
“‘The mind has a thousand eyes’,” began Virginia–and finished the quotation. The trouble was she had quoted it so often before that it was rather stale to Donna.
“Love isn’t done–for me. It’s beginning all over again.”
“I don’t understand,” said Virginia helplessly, “how you can be so fickle, Donna. It’s a complete mystery to me. But my feelings have always been so very deep. I wonder you still keep poor Barry’s picture over your dressing-table. Doesn’t he look at you reproachfully?”
“No. Barry seems like a good old pal. He seems to say, ‘I’m glad you’ve found some one to give you the happiness I can’t now.’ Virginia, we’ve been foolish and morbid–”
The Night has a Thousand Eyes
by Francis William Bourdillon
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
