upon couches gazing

upon couches gazing.

On couches, gazing,

gazing upon their Lord

On high couches, gazing.

gazing towards their Lord.

What are you gazing at?

Kathy is gazing at the stars.

He stood gazing at the painting.

By just gazing at the sky

Nowadays, we call it mirror gazing.

The girl was gazing at the doll.

She sat gazing out of the window.

as they sit on couches, gazing around.

Do you know the man gazing at you?

A policeman was gazing at a suspicious pedestrian.

seated on couches and gazing around in wonder.

Gazing at you Who are getting away laughing

You know, you're gazing upon your very distant ancestors.

He stood gazing at the sight with his mouth open.

A man stood behind the gate gazing at the house.

I found that he was gazing at me at a distance.

The boy was gazing at a school of carp in the pond.

I kept gazing at her until she, totally confused, dropped her gaze.

I could stand here with you forever, just gazing off into the sea.

He had slid from the shadows and was gazing gravely at the picture.

The art of crystal gazing is in the clearing of the Inner Eye.

The Day of Judgment will come within a single roar and they will remain gazing at it.

That's an engineer gazing at tube number 36, trying to figure out why the memory's not in focus.

You're not going to change the world by lying on your back and gazing up at the sky, are you?

And, you know, I mean, I'll look at a couple of things like this, but Google is obviously the greatest technology ever invented for navel gazing.

It represents a flapper of sorts gazing in a startled sort of way into the middle distance with a look in her eyes that seems to say, Surely that is George's step I hear on the mat!

The main reason for this is because, we might enjoy gazing at those giant walls of mayonnaises, mustards, vinegars, jams, but we can't actually do the math of comparing and contrasting and actually picking from that stunning display.

I call it rubbing the thing in to expect me to spend my afternoons gazing into the ugly face of a little brat who to all intents and purposes has hit me behind the ear with a blackjack and swiped all I possess.

As soon as the jury had a little recovered from the shock of being upset, and their slates and pencils had been found and handed back to them, they set to work very diligently to write out a history of the accident, all except the Lizard, who seemed too much overcome to do anything but sit with its mouth open, gazing up into the roof of the court.