If e'er in festal halls thou meet Some peril to my peace, Azarco, turn thy look away, And check thine eyes' caprice.

Then, mark, love, in my portrait mark, The wide eyes' mute appeal, For this enchanted painting Can speak and breathe and feel.

His face was handsome, ardent, and full of expression; the hair rich, brown, and curling; the hazel eyes 'mellow and glowinglarge, dark, and sensitive.'

These 'Dreams that watched Urania's eyes' appear to be dreams in the more obvious sense of that word-visions which had haunted the slumbers of Urania.

" I listened to her low words, but turned my face away Away from her eyes' soft light, and the mocking light of the day.

By those sweet eyes' persuasive powers, Where he meant frosts, he scattered flowers.

Another of Diana with her nymphs, Bathing their naked bodies in the streams; Where fond Acteon, for his eyes' offence, Is turn'd into a hart's shape, horns and all:

"Oh, put the child down, and come along," called the great, strong, uncomprehending manBlue Eyes' dear papa.

But when the thickening sunbeams Had drunk the gleaming dew, A misty cloud of sorrow Swept o'er her eyes' deep blue.

A sure love lights her eyes' deep blue, Her hands and lips are warm and true.

With that mine eyes 'gan stare, and heart grew cold, And all my quiv'ring joints with sweat bedew'd: My heels (methought) had wings as well as his,

Pretty people you are, with your 'eyes' and 'sighs'your 'loves' and 'doves'your moonlight, and flowers and ecstacies!

Nor stay'd he till be came unto the place Where late his treasure he entombèd had; Where, when he found it not (for Trompart base Had it purloined for his master bad), With extreme fury he became quite mad, And ran awayran with himself away; That who so strangely had him seen bestad, With upstart hair and staring eyes' dismay, From Limbo-lake him late escapèd sure would say.

"Why, don't you like this?" he would say, holding up a gown; "to my eyes 'tis the very spit of t'other, only fresher.

[Illustration: "With tears in his eyes 'e emptied a little barrel o' beer down the sink.

But I feel as I write how little I can give the Reader of all the 'splendid purpose in his eyes' as he made this resolve.

Faces must fade, for all their golden looks, Unless some poet them eternalise, Make live those golden looks in golden books; Death, soon or late, will quench the brightest eyes 'Tis only what is written never dies.

Again the wild-flower wine she drank: 220 Her fair large eyes 'gan glitter bright, And from the floor whereon she sank, The lofty lady stood upright: She was most beautiful to see, Like a lady of a far countree.

When you have bathed your eyes' 'I don't want any dinner.'

I looked once or twice half expecting those eyes 'deep set in crimson shadow' to fill with tears.

He was Johnson's beloved friend, of whom 'he hardly ever spoke without tears in his eyes' (ante, i. 190, n. 2).

"Cav'lry's eyes 'n' ears 'f army!

As she stands, there ensues that idyllic 'meeting of eyes' which Indian sentiment regarded as one of the most electrifying experiences in romance.

I looked once or twice half expecting those eyes 'deep set in crimson shadow' to fill with tears.

His eyes 'wandered round the room.