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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.
There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.
There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.
In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye at the last trump: for
the trumpet shall sound, and read more
In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye at the last trump: for
the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised
incorruptible, and we shall be changed.
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.
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
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.
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.
Wisdom is before him that hath understanding; but the eyes of a
fool are in the ends of the read more
Wisdom is before him that hath understanding; but the eyes of a
fool are in the ends of the earth.
