"Eyen" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... as yellow of hew As any basin scoured new, Her flesh tender as is a chick, With bent brow(e)s, smooth and sleek; And by measure large were, The opening of her eyen [1]clere, Her nose of good proportion, Her eyen [1] gray as is a falcon, With sweet(e) breath and well savored, Her face white and well colored, With little mouth and round to see; A clove[2] chin eek had(de) she. Her neek(e) was of good fashion[3] ...
— Song and Legend From the Middle Ages • William D. McClintock and Porter Lander McClintock
... squyer of his companye Gan for to syke, or lete his eyen bayten On any woman that he coude aspye; He wolde smyle, and holden it folye, And seye him thus, "God wot she slepeth softe For love of thee, whan thou ...
— A Literary History of the English People - From the Origins to the Renaissance • Jean Jules Jusserand
... night * (Best of my nights!) in gladdest glee; And when the morning rose, she rose * And crescent like her visnomy: Then swayed her supple form as sway * The lances lopt from limber tree; And when farewelling me she cried, * 'When shall such nights return to me?' Then I replied, 'O eyen-light, * ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 8 • Richard F. Burton
... What pains he felt, how long in pain he lay, How little food he eat, what he would say, And then mix mournful tales of others' deaths, Smothering themselves in clouds of their own breaths; At length, one cheering other, call for wine; The golden bowl drinks tears out of their eyne, As they drink wine from it; and round it goes, Each helping other to relieve their woes; So cast these virgins' beauties mutual rays, One lights another, face the face displays; Lips by reflection kiss'd, ...
— Hero and Leander and Other Poems • Christopher Marlowe and George Chapman
... staunch ye blood. In nomine Patris, etc. Whanne oure Lord was don on ye crosse yane come Longeus thedyr and smot hym yt a spere in hys syde. Blod and water yer come owte at ye wonde, and he wyppyd hys eyne and anon he sawgh kyth thorowgh ye vertu of yat God. Yerfore I conjure the blood yat yu come not oute of yis christen woman. In nomine Patris et ...
— Primitive Psycho-Therapy and Quackery • Robert Means Lawrence
... heav'd-up hands appeal, Not to seducing lust, thy rash relier; I sue for exil'd majesty's repeal; Let him return, and flattering thoughts retire: His true respect will 'prison false desire, And wipe the dim mist from thy doting eyne, That thou shalt see thy state, and ...
— The Rape of Lucrece • William Shakespeare [Collins edition]
... alone, Trembling lips my lips have known, Birdlike stir of the dove-soft eyne Under the kisses that make them mine! Only of thee, of thee, my need! Only to thee, to thee, I speed!" The Cross flashed by at the highway's turn; In a beam of the moon the Face ...
— Ride to the Lady • Helen Gray Cone
... no certain path That lacks thy morning-eyne, And captains bold by Thee controlled Most like to Gods design; Thou art the Voice to kingly boys To lift them through the fight, And Comfortress of Unsuccess, To give the ...
— Verses 1889-1896 • Rudyard Kipling |
