The museum's case held a row of small crustaceans, their goggle-eyes peering out from the rock.

During the carnival game, he surprised everyone by hitting three bull's-eyes in a row.

The doctor explained that the boy's lazy eyes could improve with early treatment.

She tilted her head and batted her doe eyes, making everyone in the room melt.

The children giggled as they found mud-eyes staring up from the puddle's surface.

She painted third eyes on the portraits to symbolize intuition.

She noticed babies in the eyes of everyone she passed, tiny reflections of herself that made her ache and smile.

In the shady woodland, the bright white berries of the doll's eyes stood out against the dark foliage.

After years of searching, she finally set eyes on the painting she'd admired in photos.

I hope to lay eyes on the comet tomorrow.