She hesitated, and came back - looking at him, so he thought, with trembling lips and eyes soft with unshed
"I'll lick you to-morrow," he heard Cheese-Face promise; and he heard his own voice, piping and trembling with unshed
tears, agreeing to be there on the morrow.
Her eyes were wide and misty with unshed
tears, while her sensitive lips trembled as though she were upon the point of giving way to some pent emotion which her rapidly rising and falling bosom plainly indicated she was fighting to control.
It must have been my weakness that made me hesitate to tell it to my friend, but I felt it all the more, like unshed
Saxon, with a sudden rush of happy, unshed
tears, held one of the little shirts up to his lips.
But first the lawless Tyrant, who denies To know thir God, or message to regard, Must be compelld by Signes and Judgements dire; To blood unshed
the Rivers must be turnd, Frogs, Lice and Flies must all his Palace fill With loath'd intrusion, and fill all the land; His Cattel must of Rot and Murren die, Botches and blaines must all his flesh imboss, And all his people; Thunder mixt with Haile, Haile mixt with fire must rend th' EGYPTIAN Skie And wheel on th' Earth, devouring where it rouls; What it devours not, Herb, or Fruit, or Graine, A darksom Cloud of Locusts swarming down Must eat, and on the ground leave nothing green: Darkness must overshadow all his bounds, Palpable darkness, and blot out three dayes; Last with one midnight stroke all the first-born Of EGYPT must lie dead.
Her green eyes blazed with unshed
tears of frustration.
It is the drying up of unshed
tears That turns us in the end To shafts of salt.
While most of your life is recorded in selfies and photographs of the big moments of your day, what remains invisible is the strain behind the happy smile, the unshed
tears hidden behind mascaraed eyelashes, the unsaid words of a lipstick-ed mouth, the questions of a mind that is in turmoil, the anguish of a heart that is restless.
through my body, knowing she was full of water, unshed
as of that
My eyes stung with unshed
tears.Suddenly, Baba twisted his head to one side and fixed his eyes on mine.
But as I write this, my heart is heavy and sodden, filled with unshed
tears for the children in Russia who died in a mall fire last week, many trapped in a movie house where one class had gathered to watch a movie.