The eyes shout what the lips fear to say.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes,Bliss in our brows bent.

I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air

And though I'm sure I see those eyes, I'm not so sure a body's there!

Look at an infantryman's eyes and you can tell how much war he has seen

Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.