Seeing is not always believing.

Seeing is not always believing.

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

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright read more

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.

The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination awake.

The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination awake.

With affection beaming in one eye and calculation shining out of
the other.

With affection beaming in one eye and calculation shining out of
the other.

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.

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.]

Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

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.