“She with her eyes my heart does bind,
She with her voice might captivate my mind.”
Andrew Marvell (1621–1678) English metaphysical poet and politician
The Fair Singer.
What a life
“She with her eyes my heart does bind,
She with her voice might captivate my mind.”
Andrew Marvell (1621–1678) English metaphysical poet and politician
The Fair Singer.
Patricia A. McKillip (1948) American fantasy writer
The Snow Queen in Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling (eds.) Snow White, Blood Red (1993), p. 363
Short fiction
Protima Bedi (1948–1998) Indian model and dancer
By Khushwant Mubarak Singh quoted in "She had a lust for life"
“She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.”
Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804–1864) American novelist and short story writer (1804 – 1879)
"The Birthmark" from Mosses from an Old Manse (1846)
Source: Martin Eden (1909), Ch. VIII
Context: It was just such uniqueness of points of view that startled Ruth. Not only were they new to her, and contrary to her own beliefs, but she always felt in them germs of truth that threatened to unseat or modify her own convictions. Had she been fourteen instead of twenty-four, she might have been changed by them; but she was twenty-four, conservative by nature and upbringing, and already crystallized into the cranny of life where she had been born and formed. It was true, his bizarre judgments troubled her in the moments they were uttered, but she ascribed them to his novelty of type and strangeness of living, and they were soon forgotten. Nevertheless, while she disapproved of them, the strength of their utterance, and the flashing of eyes and earnestness of face that accompanied them, always thrilled her and drew her toward him. She would never have guessed that this man who had come from beyond her horizon, was, in such moments, flashing on beyond her horizon with wider and deeper concepts. Her own limits were the limits of her horizon; but limited minds can recognize limitations only in others. And so she felt that her outlook was very wide indeed, and that where his conflicted with hers marked his limitations; and she dreamed of helping him to see as she saw, of widening his horizon until it was identified with hers.
“She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn't her parents' and it wasn't her friends: It was her own.”
Ann Brashares book Forever in Blue: The Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood
Source: Forever in Blue: The Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood