Note: The following is a poem from 1895, out of a newspaper. It seems like just a bit of the average sentimental doggerel usually seen from the time. But it takes a surprising, humorous turn!
A Difference of Color
I have gazed into the pupils
Of a pair of sweet blue eyes
And have seen therein reflected
Azure tints of smiling skies.
I have felt a glad emotion
When I gazed in eyes of gray,
And my callous heat has yielded
To the magic of their sway.
I have braved the sparkling fire
Of two flashing eyes of brown.
I have faced their scintillations
And the anger of their frown.
But the eyes that cause most sorrow
Are the black eyes which I bear
Since my darling's angry father
Kindly helped me down the stair.
—Milton Goldsmith in Detroit Free Press.