Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

The eyes are the mirror of the soul

The eyes are the mirror of the soul

Her eye (I'm very fond of handsome eyes)
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until read more

Her eye (I'm very fond of handsome eyes)
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until she spoke, then through its soft disguise
Flash'd an expression more of pride than ire,
And love than either; and there would arise,
A something in them which was not desire,
But would have been, perhaps, but for the soul,
Which struggled through and chansten'd down the whole.

Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.

Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them

With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning read more

With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning as coal.

You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.

You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.

The eyes, like sentinels, hold the highest place in the body.
[Lat., Oculi, tanquam, speculatores, altissimum locum obtinent.]

The eyes, like sentinels, hold the highest place in the body.
[Lat., Oculi, tanquam, speculatores, altissimum locum obtinent.]

There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.

There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.