All of these have called forth rhymes among Chinese children similar to "little pig went to market," "forehead bender, eye winker," etc.
"The Chinese Boy and Girl" by Isaac Taylor Headland
And now I often dream with my eyes open what may be said to have neither rhyme nor reason in it.
"Frederick Chopin as a Man and Musician" by Frederick Niecks
He has an eye for color, an ear for music, a taste for rhyme, a love of novelty and a thirst for fun.
"Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great, Vol. 1 of 14" by Elbert Hubbard
The clusters of rhymes are clusters only to the eye and not to the ear.
"Emerson and Other Essays" by John Jay Chapman
Is it not a guide to the eye, to enhance the proper recurrence of the rhyme (and in the ode to show as well rhythm)?
"The Writer, Volume VI, April 1892." by Various
Words where the letters coincide, but the sounds differ, are only rhymes to the eye.
"A Handbook of the English Language" by Robert Gordon Latham
Dot's eyes were big; she had lost the sense of the rhyme long before; but Tess was very earnest.
"The Corner House Girls in a Play" by Grace Brooks Hill
My eyes have gradually been opened to the fact that my talent for rhyming amounts to nothing.
"The Children of the World" by Paul Heyse
His Calliope had rhymed with hope, and a gleam of inward entertainment showed itself for one instant in the eyes of Etheridge and Larue.
"Horace Chase" by Constance Fenimore Woolson
For eyes could see in Georgeâ€™s time,
As now in later days,
And lips could shape, in prose and rhyme,
The honeyed breath of praise.
"Agnes" by Oliver Wendell Holmes
My mate look'd up in some surprise;
I half stopp'd humming idle rhyme:
Then said, the moisture in my eyes,
"The cuckoo, Jack, for the first time."
"The Cuckoo" by Alexander Anderson
You think they are crusaders, sent
From some infernal clime,
To pluck the eyes of Sentiment,
And dock the tail of Rhyme,
To crack the voice of Melody,
And break the legs of Time.
"The Music-Grinders" by Oliver Wendell Holmes
The world has many things, 'tis true,
To fill its time,
Far more important things to do
Than making love and rhyme;
Yet, if it asked me to advise,
I'd say--buy up Dulcinea's eyes!
"Love's Exchange" by Richard Le Gallienne
Because you are a princess, a princess of the land,
You will not turn your lightsome eyes a moment where I stand,
A poor unnoticed poet, a-making of his rhymes;
But I have found a mistress, more fair a thousand times.
"A May-Day Madrigal" by Robert Fuller Murray
I cannot rhyme about that eye--
I've match'd it with a midnight sky--
I've said 'twas deep, and dark, and wild,
Expressive, liquid, witching, mild--
But the jewell'd star, and the living air
Have nothing in them half so fair.
"A Portrait - II" by Nathaniel Parker Willis
Despite its eye-catching cover and offbeat viewpoint, the "Wrinkled Rhymes" in this collection of poems about clothing have a few too many wrinkles.
For 2003's multiplatinum Elephunk, the Black Eyed Peas recruited sexy crooner Fergie and ditched ponderous rhymes in favor of smooth hooks, transforming themselves from the world's most boring rap group to hip-hop's brightest popsters.
Malavolti's simple two-line rhymes describing the child's everyday adventures are perfectly accompanied by Michael Stiffler's eye-catching illustrations.