A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.

Iron hand in a velvet glove.

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!O that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
O, that I were a glove upon that hand
That I might touch that cheek!

The deal fits Nokia's strategy hand-in-glove.

Is it a fact -- or have I dreamt it -- that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?