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and said it in no other way but only by the little exquisite muscles



of their lids. How were these ever strong enough to bear the burden

of those eyes of Heathcliff's in "Wuthering Heights"? "The clouded



windows of Hell flashed a moment towards me; the fiend which usually

looked out, however, was so dimmed and drowned - " That mourning



fiend, who had wept all night, had no expression, no proof or sign

of himself, except in the edges of the eyelids of the man.



And the eyes of Garrick? Eyelids, again. And the eyes of Charles

Dickens, that were said to contain the life of fifty men? On the



mechanism of the eyelids hung that fifty-fold vitality. "Bacon had

a delicate, lively, hazel eye," says Aubrey in his "Lives of Eminent



Persons." But nothing of this belongs to the eye except the colour.

Mere brightness the eyeball has or has not, but so have many glass



beads: the liveliness is the eyelid's. "Dr Harvey told me it was

like the eie of a viper." So intent and narrowed must have been the



attitude of Bacon's eyelids.

"I never saw such another eye in a human, head," says Scott in



describing Burns, "though I have seen the most distinguished men in

my time. It was large, and of a dark cast, and glowed (I say



literally glowed) when he spoke with feeling or interest. The eye

alone, I think, indicated the poeticalcharacter and temperament."



No eye literally glows; but some eyes are polished a little more,

and reflect. And this is the utmost that can possibly have been



true as to the eyes of Burns. But set within the meanings of

impetuous eyelids the lucidity of the dark eyes seemed broken,



moved, directed into fiery shafts.

See, too, the reproach of little, sharp, grey eyes addressed to



Hazlitt. There are neither large nor small eyes, say physiologists,

or the difference is so small as to be negligeable. But in the



eyelids the difference is great between large and small, and also

between the varieties of largeness. Some have large openings, and



some are in themselves broad and long, serenely covering eyes called

small. Some have far more drawing than others, and interesting



foreshortenings and sweeping curves.

Where else is spirit so evident? And where else is it so spoilt?



There is no vulgarity like the vulgarity of vulgareyelids. They

have a slang all their own, of an intolerable kind. And eyelids



have looked all the cruel looks that have ever made wounds in

innocent souls meeting them surprised.



But all love and all genius have winged their flight from those

slight and unmeasurable movements, have flickered on the margins of



lovely eyelids quick with thought. Life, spirit, sweetness are

there in a small place; using the finest and the slenderest



machinery; expressing meanings a whole world apart, by a difference

of material action so fine that the sight which appreciates it



cannot detect it; expressing intricacies of intellect; so incarnate

in slender and sensitive flesh that nowhere else in the body of man



is flesh so spiritual.

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