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Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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A city with one newspaper... is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.
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Quiet descended, a silence so consuming that even the drafty corridors ceased whistling. Bog wasn't certain where to look, so he solved the problem by plucking out his eyes and sticking them in a drawer.
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Wild Eyes was built for speed and I was flying down walls of water twenty and thirty feet high.
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The winds were blowing from west to east, pushing Abby's boat toward the rocks as Abby struggled with the autopilots below. If Wild Eyes reached those islands, she wouldn't run aground, keel in the sand. She would be smashed into pieces.
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I seem to be a brief light that flashes but once in all the aeons of time a rare, complicated, and all-too-delicate organism on the fringe of biological evolution , where the wave of life bursts into individual, sparkling, and multicolored drops that gleam for a moment... only to vanish forever.
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In vain would science scan and trace Firmly her aspect. All the while, There gleams upon her far-off face A vague unfathomable smile.
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(Egypt) is a great place for contrasts: splendid things gleam in the dust.
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(H)ope, be it never so faint, bringeth a gleam into darkness, like a little rushlight that costeth but a groat.
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As shaking terrors from his blazing hair, a sanguine comet gleams through dusky air.
