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.
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What we learn only through the ears makes less impression upon our minds than what is presented to the trustworthy read more
What we learn only through the ears makes less impression upon our minds than what is presented to the trustworthy eye.
In her eyes a thought
Grew sweeter and sweeter, deepening like the dawn,
A mystical forewarning.
In her eyes a thought
Grew sweeter and sweeter, deepening like the dawn,
A mystical forewarning.
What you don't see with your eyes, don't witness with your mouth.
What you don't see with your eyes, don't witness with your mouth.
Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.
Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.
Thine eyes are springs in whose serene
And silent waters heaven is seen.
Their lashes are the read more
Thine eyes are springs in whose serene
And silent waters heaven is seen.
Their lashes are the herbs that look
On their young figures in the brook.
My eyes are an ocean in which my dreams are reflected.
My eyes are an ocean in which my dreams are reflected.
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.
In every object there is inexhaustible meaning; the eye sees in
it what the eye brings means of seeing.
In every object there is inexhaustible meaning; the eye sees in
it what the eye brings means of seeing.
