"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"Say she rail; why, I'll tell her plain She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. Say she be mute and will not speak a word; Then I'll commend her volubility, and say she uttereth piercing eloquence."
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Source: 'The Taming Of The Shrew' (1592) act 2, sc. 1, l. 171
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