She looked at him, a question in her golden eyes.

And found herself looking into a pair of large, golden eyes.

By the light in his golden eyes, she was right.

The man with the golden eyes had been asking her questions.

The golden eyes appeared to be looking into some other world.

He would have said more if tears hadn't come into her golden brown eyes.

The high sun above watched the scene like a great golden eye.

She looked straight into the golden eyes above her and said, "Go ahead."

Then the golden eyes went cold and more bitter than ever.

I did not look to my lord, only still into those golden eyes.