Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.
Romeo and JulietBeauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
The Rape of the LockAchilles’ eyes lift. They are bloodshot and dead. “I wish he had let you all die.
The Song of AchillesHarry," Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle.
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