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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The eyes are the mirror of the soul
The eyes are the mirror of the soul
It is only the women whose eyes have been washed clear with tears who get the broad vision that makes read more
It is only the women whose eyes have been washed clear with tears who get the broad vision that makes them little sisters to all the world.
Seeing is not always believing.
Seeing is not always believing.
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.
The eyes are not responsible when the mind does the seeing.
The eyes are not responsible when the mind does the seeing.
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.
The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be
single, thy whole body shall be read more
The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be
single, thy whole body shall be full of light.
Their eyes seem'd rings from whence the gems were gone.
[It., Parean l'occhiaje anella senza gemme.]
Their eyes seem'd rings from whence the gems were gone.
[It., Parean l'occhiaje anella senza gemme.]
There are eyes half defiant,
Half meek and compliant;
Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm
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There are eyes half defiant,
Half meek and compliant;
Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm
To bring us good or to work with harm.
