eye (n.)
- accountability
- amaurosis
- angle
- annulet
- armhole
- assumption
- attitude
- auspices
- basis
- beagle
- belief
- blepharitis
- blowhole
- bunghole
- care
- cataract
- charge
- circlet
- conceit
- concept
- conception
- conclusion
- conjunctivitis
- consideration
- conviction
- cornea
- cover
- crane
- cringle
- cross-eye
- deadeye
- defense
- dekko
- dick
- discernment
- esotropia
- estimate
- estimation
- ethos
- eyeball
- eyeful
- eyelet
- eyelid
- eyesight
- farsightedness
- feeling
- flatfoot
- flirt
- footing
- framework
- gape
- gasket
- gawk
- gaze
- glaucoma
- gloat
- grasp
- grommet
- guard
- guide
- gumshoe
- hawkshaw
- horizon
- idea
- impression
- investigator
- iris
- iritis
- judgment
- jurisdiction
- ken
- keratitis
- keyhole
- knothole
- lamp
- lee
- leer
- lens
- lid
- light
- lights
- look
- loop
- loophole
- manhole
- mind
- mystique
- notion
- observation
- ocular
- oculus
- ogle
- opinion
- optic
- orb
- outlook
- oversight
- peeper
- peephole
- perception
- perspicacity
- perspicuity
- persuasion
- pigeonhole
- pinhole
- place
- placket
- plainclothesman
- pore
- porthole
- position
- posture
- preservation
- presumption
- preview
- prospect
- protection
- pupil
- purview
- range
- reaction
- refuge
- regard
- respect
- responsibility
- retina
- retinoblastoma
- ring
- ringlet
- rubberneck
- safekeeping
- safety
- scene
- sclera
- scope
- scout
- scrutiny
- seeing
- sentiment
- shade
- shadow
- shelter
- side
- sight
- sightedness
- situation
- slant
- sleuth
- sleuthhound
- spiracle
- spotter
- stance
- stand
- standpoint
- staple
- stare
- sty
- superintendence
- supervision
- surveillance
- survey
- sweep
- system
- tab
- tall
- tap
- tec
- theory
- thinking
- thought
- trachoma
- universe
- uveitis
- vent
- venthole
- vet
- view
- viewpoint
- vision
- walleye
- watch
- winker
eye (v.)
- angle
- attend
- care
- charge
- consider
- contemplate
- coquet
- cover
- crane
- estimate
- examine
- eyeball
- flirt
- follow
- gallivant
- gape
- gawk
- gaze
- gloat
- goggle
- grasp
- guard
- guide
- inspect
- judgment
- ken
- lamp
- lee
- leer
- lid
- light
- look
- loop
- mind
- observe
- ogle
- orb
- peruse
- philander
- pigeonhole
- place
- pore
- position
- posture
- preview
- prospect
- range
- reconnoiter
- regard
- respect
- ring
- rubberneck
- scene
- scope
- scout
- scrutinize
- shade
- shadow
- shelter
- side
- sight
- slant
- sleuth
- stance
- stand
- staple
- stare
- sty
- survey
- sweep
- tab
- tall
- tap
- vent
- vet
- view
- vision
- watch
eye (adv.)
eye (adj.)
The idea of her life shall sweetly creep
Into his study of imagination,
And every lovely organ of her life,
Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit,
More moving-delicate and full of life
Into the eye and prospect of his soul.
He kept him as the apple of his eye.
Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings.
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under 't.
An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you.
How is 't with you,
That you do bend your eye on vacancy?
Black is a pearl in a woman's eye.
Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself,
And falls on the other.
'T is sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark
Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home;
'T is sweet to know there is an eye will mark
Our coming, and look brighter when we come.
Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,
Stoop'd down serene and wrote them in the dust,—
Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,
Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind.
There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,
And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty eye.
O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's eye, tongue, sword.
Hide me from day's garish eye.
Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,
I see the lords of humankind pass by.
Was never eie did see that face,
Was never eare did heare that tong,
Was never minde did minde his grace,
That ever thought the travell long;
But eies and eares and ev'ry thought
Were with his sweete perfections caught.
Cold on Canadian hills or Minden's plain,
Perhaps that parent mourned her soldier slain;
Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew,
The big drops mingling with the milk he drew
Gave the sad presage of his future years,—
The child of misery, baptized in tears.
I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.
You 'd scarce expect one of my age
To speak in public on the stage;
And if I chance to fall below
Demosthenes or Cicero,
Don't view me with a critic's eye,
But pass my imperfections by.
Large streams from little fountains flow,
Tall oaks from little acorns grow.
Me let the tender office long engage
To rock the cradle of reposing age;
With lenient arts extend a mother's breath,
Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death;
Explore the thought, explain the asking eye,
And keep awhile one parent from the sky.
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
The virtuous Marcia towers above her sex.
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.
O thou, whose certain eye foresees
The fix'd events of fate's remote decrees.
The fringed curtains of thine eye advance.
Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour,
I 've seen my fondest hopes decay;
I never loved a tree or flower
But 't was the first to fade away.
I never nurs'd a dear gazelle,
To glad me with its soft black eye,
But when it came to know me well
And love me, it was sure to die.
Her angels face,
As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright,
And made a sunshine in the shady place.
As ever in my great Taskmaster's eye.
The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye.
A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye;
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.
Oh, could you view the melody
Of every grace
And music of her face,
You 'd drop a tear;
Seeing more harmony
In her bright eye
Than now you hear.
The harvest of a quiet eye,
That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
The hearing ear and the seeing eye.
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.
The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
And wring his bosom, is—to die.
I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by daylight.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
And then he drew a dial from his poke,
And looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock:
Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags."
The sky is changed,—and such a change! O night
And storm and darkness! ye are wondrous strong,
Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light
Of a dark eye in woman! Far along,
From peak to peak, the rattling crags among,
Leaps the live thunder.
For it stirs the blood in an old man's heart,
And makes his pulses fly,
To catch the thrill of a happy voice
And the light of a pleasant eye.
The light of the body is the eye.
Look here, upon this picture, and on this,
The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
See, what a grace was seated on this brow:
Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
A station like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill,—
A combination and a form indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man.
Thy spirit, Independence, let me share;
Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye,
Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare,
Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Where'er she lie,
Locked up from mortal eye,
In shady leaves of destiny.
When Fortune means to men most good,
She looks upon them with a threatening eye.
All seems infected that th' infected spy,
As all looks yellow to the jaundic'd eye.
Hail, Columbia! happy land!
Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!
Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause,
Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause,
And when the storm of war was gone,
Enjoyed the peace your valor won.
Let independence be our boast,
Ever mindful what it cost;
Ever grateful for the prize,
Let its altar reach the skies!
Why has not man a microscopic eye?
For this plain reason,—man is not a fly.
And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.
Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies,
And catch the manners living as they rise;
Laugh where we must, be candid where we can,
But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love:
Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I 'll not march through Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the half-shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like an herald's coat without sleeves.
The eye is not satisfied with seeing.
It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.
'T is the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.
That well by reason men it call may
The daisie, or els the eye of the day,
The emprise, and floure of floures all.
Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day.
So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies a wave along the shore.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts
And eloquence.
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
All places that the eye of heaven visits
Are to a wise man ports and happy havens.
As in the eye of Nature he has lived,
So in the eye of Nature let him die!
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog.
That inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.
The eye of the intellect "sees in all objects what it brought with it the means of seeing."
But sure the eye of time beholds no name
So blest as thine in all the rolls of fame.
Fly not yet; 't is just the hour
When pleasure, like the midnight flower
That scorns the eye of vulgar light,
Begins to bloom for sons of night
And maids who love the moon.
With an auspicious and a dropping eye,
With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,
In equal scale weighing delight and dole.
And smale foules maken melodie,
That slepen alle night with open eye,
So priketh hem nature in hir corages;
Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages.
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords.
As for a camel
To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.
The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts, is a power behind the eye.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye.
The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them.
When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me.
And smale foules maken melodie,
That slepen alle night with open eye,
So priketh hem nature in hir corages;
Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages.
Reproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye.
A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue
As I am glad I have not.
For contemplation he and valour form'd,
For softness she and sweet attractive grace;
He for God only, she for God in him.
His fair large front and eye sublime declar'd
Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks
Round from his parted forelock manly hung
Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad.
For where is any author in the world
Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself.
Neither the sun nor death can be looked at with a steady eye.
With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye.
The big round tear stands trembling in her eye.
That inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.
The hearing ear and the seeing eye.
No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us,
All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
In the twinkling of an eye.
In the twinkling of an eye.
The sounding cataract
Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock,
The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood,
Their colours and their forms, were then to me
An appetite,—a feeling and a love,
That had no need of a remoter charm
By thoughts supplied, nor any interest
Unborrowed from the eye.
An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance.
With filial confidence inspired,
Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye,
And smiling say, My Father made them all!
Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye
When none but God is near.
A Hebrew knelt in the dying light,
His eye was dim and cold,
The hairs on his brow were silver-white,
And his blood was thin and old.
The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,—
And oh, that eye was in itself a soul!
His eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.
Thine eye was on the censer,
And not the hand that bore it.
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.
A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was,
Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye;
And of gay castles in the clouds that pass,
Forever flushing round a summer sky:
There eke the soft delights that witchingly
Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast,
And the calm pleasures always hover'd nigh;
But whate'er smack'd of noyance or unrest
Was far, far off expell'd from this delicious nest.
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men
May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,
Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under 't.
Alas! how little can a moment show
Of an eye where feeling plays
In ten thousand dewy rays:
A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!
Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch;
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper;
Between two horses, which doth bear him best;
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye,—
I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgment;
But in these nice sharp quillets of the law,
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.
Stabbed with a white wench's black eye.
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
'T is sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark
Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home;
'T is sweet to know there is an eye will mark
Our coming, and look brighter when we come.
The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye.
He holds him with his glittering eye,
And listens like a three years' child.
When Fortune means to men most good,
She looks upon them with a threatening eye.
