Whitman, as Printed

‹ Leaves of Grass, 1891–92

The lines with “eyes”

eyes 108 Back to E

  1. p. 9, line 14As to me directing like flame its eyes,
  2. p. 19, line 28With eyes retrospective towards me.
  3. p. 24, line 14And your songs outlaw'd offenders, for I scan you with kindred eyes, and carry you with me the same as any.
  4. p. 30, line 15You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
  5. p. 30, line 16You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
  6. p. 31, line 17Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes,
  7. p. 34, line 22For me lips that have smiled, eyes that have shed tears,
  8. p. 36, line 7My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck.
  9. p. 36, line 21And remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness,
  10. p. 38, line 11Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes?
  11. p. 39, line 28He turns his quid of tobacco while his eyes blurr with the manuscript;
  12. p. 40, line 13The connoisseur peers along the exhibition-gallery with half-shut eyes bent sideways,
  13. p. 50, line 12My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach,
  14. p. 55, line 9Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.
  15. p. 63, line 11His eyes give more light to us than our battle-lanterns.
  16. p. 65, line 21They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
  17. p. 68, line 19Here and there with dimes on the eyes walking,
  18. p. 69, line 13In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture—but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?
  19. p. 74, line 15Now I wash the gum from your eyes,
  20. p. 81, line 6From the act-poems of eyes, hands, hips and bosoms,
  21. p. 82, line 15The upper-hold and under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes;
  22. p. 83, line 2The shape of his head, the pale yellow and white of his hair and beard, the immeasurable meaning of his black eyes, the richness and breadth of his manners,
  23. p. 85, line 25Exquisite senses, life-lit eyes, pluck, volition,
  24. p. 87, line 4Eyes, eye-fringes, iris of the eye, eyebrows, and the waking or sleeping of the lids,
  25. p. 87, line 26The continual changes of the flex of the mouth, and around the eyes,
  26. p. 91, line 2The merriment of the twin babes that crawl over the grass in the sun, the mother never turning her vigilant eyes from them,
  27. p. 105, line 11Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift flash of eyes offering me love,
  28. p. 105, line 14BEHOLD this swarthy face, these gray eyes,
  29. p. 106, line 15You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
  30. p. 118, line 4I look on the fall'n Theban, the large-ball'd eyes, the side-drooping neck, the hands folded across the breast.
  31. p. 130, line 19Had my eyes dazzled by the shimmering track of beams,
  32. p. 133, line 14Gaze, loving and thirsting eyes, in the house or street or public assembly!
  33. p. 133, line 21Receive the summer sky, you water, and faithfully hold it till all downcast eyes have time to take it from you!
  34. p. 140, line 10The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of the Mississippi, he ascends a knoll and sweeps his eyes around;
  35. p. 146, line 12My body done with materials, my sight done with my material eyes,
  36. p. 146, line 13Proved to me this day beyond cavil that it is not my material eyes which finally see,
  37. p. 158, line 23I mark her step divine, her curious eyes a-turning, rolling,
  38. p. 177, line 29Holding up in her hand what has the character of a mirror, while her eyes glance back from it,
  39. p. 182, line 11O the blest eyes, the happy hearts,
  40. p. 194, line 2When the façades of the houses are alive with people, when eyes gaze riveted tens of thousands at a time,
  41. p. 194, line 15With sunburnt visage, with intense soul and glittering eyes,
  42. p. 197, line 19And every day the she-bird crouch'd on her nest, silent, with bright eyes,
  43. p. 202, line 10Fascinated, my eyes reverting from the south, dropt, to follow those slender windrows,
  44. p. 204, line 17Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head;
  45. p. 210, line 12If you blind your eyes with tears you will not see the President's marshal,
  46. p. 212, line 8Whose face and eyes none may see,
  47. p. 215, line 4Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd,
  48. p. 223, line 15In the upward air where their eyes turn,
  49. p. 228, line 10Valueless, object of eyes, over all and demanding all—(absolute owner of all)—O banner and pennant!
  50. p. 231, line 18You can walk old man, though your eyes are almost done,
  51. p. 232, line 16My blind eyes even as I speak behold it re-peopled from graves,
  52. p. 234, line 14And then, (it was just ere sunrise,) these eyes rested on him for the last time.
  53. p. 236, line 13The shrubs and trees, (as I lift my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me,)
  54. p. 237, line 11All swims before her eyes, flashes with black, she catches the main words only,
  55. p. 238, line 3One look I but gave which your dear eyes return'd with a look I shall never forget,
  56. p. 239, line 13Then before I depart I sweep my eyes o'er the scene fain to absorb it all,
  57. p. 239, line 22But first I bend to the dying lad, his eyes open, a half-smile gives he me,
  58. p. 239, line 23Then the eyes close, calmly close, and I speed forth to the darkness,
  59. p. 240, line 9Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes?
  60. p. 243, line 1One turns to me his appealing eyes—poor boy! I never knew you,
  61. p. 243, line 12His eyes are closed, his face is pale, he dares not look on the bloody stump,
  62. p. 245, line 11Give me interminable eyes—give me women—give me comrades and lovers by the thousand!
  63. p. 245, line 26Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me.
  64. p. 247, line 24(Old as he was, his gray eyes yet shone out in battle like stars,)
  65. p. 253, line 2Ere departing fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets;
  66. p. 261, line 15While my sight that was bound in my eyes unclosed,
  67. p. 262, line 24While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
  68. p. 281, line 22With dilated form and lambent eyes watch'd you.
  69. p. 292, line 12Plenteous, well-armed, watching with vigilant eyes,)
  70. p. 292, line 19Blinded her eyes, bleeding her breast,
  71. p. 293, line 6One glance swept from her clear calm eyes o'er all those upturn'd faces,
  72. p. 296, line 21These burin'd eyes, flashing to you to pass to future time,
  73. p. 302, line 13You! do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, blood, complexion, clean and sweet?
  74. p. 303, line 15Who has not look'd forth from the windows the eyes for nothing, or whose brain held audience with messengers for nothing,
  75. p. 307, line 13The bullock's head tosses restless high in the air with raging eyes,
  76. p. 307, line 21How straight and square they stand on their legs—what fine sagacious eyes!
  77. p. 308, line 5And these I see, these sparkling eyes,
  78. p. 312, line 27I see poor crazed Lucia's eyes' unnatural gleam,
  79. p. 320, line 11With majestic limbs and pious beaming eyes,
  80. p. 325, line 8As if some miracle, some hand divine unseal'd my eyes,
  81. p. 325, line 14Bending with open eyes over the shut eyes of sleepers,
  82. p. 326, line 9I stand in the dark with drooping eyes by the worst-suffering and the most restless,
  83. p. 328, line 3I see his white body, I see his undaunted eyes,
  84. p. 329, line 2He lifts the glass perpetually to his eyes, the color is blanch'd from his cheeks,
  85. p. 338, line 6Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land.
  86. p. 338, line 26On the frontiers to eyes impenetrable,
  87. p. 341, line 17I approach, hear, behold, the sad mouth, the look out of the eyes, your mute inquiry,
  88. p. 348, line 25Beautiful world of new superber birth that rises to my eyes,
  89. p. 354, line 2Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites,
  90. p. 356, line 26Blow again trumpeter! and for my sensuous eyes,
  91. p. 361, line 13The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-form'd, beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the eyes,
  92. p. 363, line 9How the bright fascinating lambent flames of it, in every age and land, have drawn men's eyes,
  93. p. 372, line 11Faces so pale with wondrous eyes, very dear, gather closer yet,
  94. p. 372, line 17But sweet, ah sweet, are the dead with their silent eyes.
  95. p. 374, line 9Of litheness, majestic faces, clear eyes, and perfect physique there,
  96. p. 374, line 19Eyes of my soul seeing perfection,
  97. p. 375, line 31As I have lived, as I have look'd through my windows my eyes,
  98. p. 376, line 19I kiss and kiss convulsively again the sweet old lips, the cheeks, the closed eyes in the coffin;)
  99. p. 388, line 8Only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars;
  100. p. 396, line 26Ever the eager eyes, hurrahs, the welcome-clapping hands, the loud applause;
  101. p. 399, line 15Thine eyes, ears—all thy best attributes—all that takes cognizance of natural beauty,
  102. p. 402, line 12To-day, with bending head and eyes, thou, too, Columbia,
  103. p. 407, line 30[…] type while able to see correctly—(for my eyes plainly warn me they are dimming, and my brain more […]
  104. p. 411, line 9Thy smile, eyes, face, calm, silent, loving as ever:
  105. p. 415, line 10Darting their mighty masterful eyes forward at thee,
  106. p. 415, line 12Thou! pausing a moment, drooping thine eyes upon them, blent with their music,
  107. p. 417, line 20Yea, Death, we bow our faces, veil our eyes to thee,