"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"Fondling,' she saith, 'since I have hemm'd thee here Within the circuit of this ivory pale, I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer; Feed where thou wilt, on mountain or in dale: Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry, Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie."
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Source: William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, George Steevens, Samuel Johnson (1821). “The plays and poems of William Shakspeare”, p.24
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