269 Metaphors for eyes

Her eyes are the kind that says, "I'm surprised at you!"

Homer useth that epithet of ox-eyed, in describing Juno, because a round black eye is the best, the son of beauty, and farthest from black the worse: which [4950]Polydore Virgil taxeth in our nation:

he his eye, His last word was, mercy

His wide-open blue eyes, the artless admiration mingling with his bashful diffidence, all were proof that he could not be deceiving her.

So Spenser, in Colin Clout's Come Home Again, calls Queen Elizabeth, "whose angel's eye" was his life's sole bliss, his heart's eternal treasure.

His eyes, under bushy brows, were pale gleams of fire.

A squinting eye is a treasure to a boxer, a left-handed batter is a prize in a cricketing eleven, and one of the best gymnasts in Chicago is an individual with a wooden leg, which he takes off at the commencement of affairs, thus economizing weight and stowage, and performing achievements impossible except to unipeds.

"HER EYES ARE BLUEBELLS NOW" Her eyes are bluebells now, her voice a bird, And the long sighing grass her elegy; She who a woman was is now a star In the high heaven shining down on me.

But she did look up; and as her eyes were long end fondly fixed on the unconscious features of the child, her own sweet look of gentleness rose into them again, and she raised her feeble arms, as if to take the infant.

To see her bending over some freshly made trail, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her rich hair filled with the warmth of the sun, was a picture to arouse enthusiasm even in the heart of a youngster of eighteen, and a hundred times the boy mentally vowed that "she was a brick" from the tips of her pretty moccasined feet to the top of her prettier head.

But the next second I saw that it was merely a projecting mass of moss and lichen in the wall of our stockade, and the eyes were a couple of wandering sparks from the dying ashes I had kicked.

The sun whose busie eye is still employ'd A spie upon our actions, tir'd with waiting, Is drowsie gone to bed, about whose pillow Night hath hung all her wings and set up tapers As if the Day were timerous like a Child And must have lights to sleepe by.

He noticed that the officer's eyes were just the same chill, washed blue as the winter sky above his head.

Her eyes were a trifle red and swollen and she seemed in the grip of something more than mere excitement.

He was a large Indian fully six feet in height, deep-chested and heavy-muscled, and his eyes were keener and vested with greater mental vigor than the average of his kind.

Si nescis, oculi sunt in amore duces, "the eyes are the harbingers of love," and the first step of love is sight, as Lilius Giraldus proves at large, hist.

His large blue eyes were infantine in their innocent surprise and thoughtlessness.

"His eye was morning's brightest ray.

What shall we do in these delightful days, When the full, bounding heart, will not be still; When the glad eye, absorbed in far-sent gaze, Forgets Earth's plenitude of grief and ill; Shall we dream on, in a bewitching maze Of sweet affections and bold hopes, until Earth is not Earthbut Heaven?

Aunt Mercy passed her hand across her mouth, but the eyes of the two women were stony in their sockets.

You are all my guests, and you have a lady here, whose bright eyes should be a balm for controversies.

And the sharp sword of Knowledge cleft the deep vault, and shone therein, where the basilisk killed, and the animal's body was dissolved in a death-bringing vapour: its claw extended from the fermenting wine-cask; its eyes were air, that burnt when the fresh wind touched it.

Your eyes are dauntless flames of bliss Though Modred taunts you with his hate:

My husband would have been the first to do it, had he seen with my eyes; but though in the flesh he did not do so, is it to be doubted that in heaven their eyes are enlightenedthose who have been subjected to the cleansing fires and have ascended into final bliss?

The non-experts have not learned financial technics, but common sense tells them that the golden nimbus which has been trailed before their eyes is only a thick cloud of smoke that is slowly dissipating.

269 Metaphors for  eyes