1588. Shaks., L. L. L., IV. iii. 28. So sweete a kisse the golden Sunne giues not As thy eye beames.
a. 1639. T. Carew, To a Lady. Through those Crystalls our soules flitting, Shall a pure wreathe of eye-beames twine.
1785. Mrs. A. M. Bennett, Juvenile Indiscretions (1786), II. 212. Her eye beams shoot through my soul.
18414. Emerson, Ess., Ser. I. vi. (1876), 155. Read the language of these wandering eye-beams.