1 Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.
2 I would my father look'd but with my eyes.
3 If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers.
4 Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.
5 If I do it, let the audience look to their eyes.
6 I promise you, your kindred hath made my eyes water ere now.
7 And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes, So I, admiring of his qualities.
8 Anoint his eyes; But do it when the next thing he espies May be the lady.
9 Belike for want of rain, which I could well Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.
10 By some illusion see thou bring her here; I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.
11 And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, And make her full of hateful fantasies.
12 Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
13 Through the forest have I gone, But Athenian found I none, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring love.
14 Churl, upon thy eyes I throw All the power this charm doth owe; When thou wak'st let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid.
15 Lysander's love, that would not let him bide, Fair Helena, who more engilds the night Than all yon fiery oes and eyes of light.
16 And in the wood where often you and I Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie, Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet, There my Lysander and myself shall meet, And thence from Athens turn away our eyes, To seek new friends and stranger companies.
17 Things growing are not ripe until their season; So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason; And touching now the point of human skill, Reason becomes the marshal to my will, And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook Love's stories, written in love's richest book.
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