With affection beaming in one eye and calculation shining out of the other.
How parts relate to parts, or they to whole, The body's harmony, the beaming soul.Alexander Pope
“You are the oaken staff I lean on,” Taran said. “More than that.” He laughed. “You are the whole sturdy tree, and a true warrior.” Coll, instead of beaming, looked wryly at him. “Do you mean to honor me?” he asked. “Then say, rather, I am a true grower of turnips, and a gatherer of apples. No warrior whatever, save that I am needed thus for a while. My garden longs for me as much as I long for it.”lloyd alexander
When did morning ever break, And find such beaming eyes awake?thomas moore