She looks as clear Shaks.: Tam. of the S. Act ii. Sc. 1. As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. 317 Shaks.: 1 Henry VI. Act v. Sc. 3. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! Shaks.: Rom. and Jul. Act i. Sc. 5. The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars Shaks.: Rom. and Jul. Act ii. Sc. 2. This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever 320 Shaks.: Win. Tale. Act iv. Sc. 3. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale The appetites they feed; but she makes hungry, 321 Shaks.: Ant. and Cleo. Act ii. Sc. 2. Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; A shining gloss that vadeth suddenly; A flower that dies, when first it 'gins to bud; Shaks.: Pass. Pilgrim. St. 13. Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without an orator. 323 Shaks.: R. of Lucrece. St. 5. Sits here like Beauty's child, whom nature gat Shaks.: Pericles. Act ii. Sc. 2. As flowers dead lie wither'd on the ground; Shaks.: Pass. Pilgrim. St. 13. Give me a look, give me a face, That strike mine eyes, but not my heart. Ben Jonson: Silent Woman. Act i. Sc. 1. Eyes that could see her on this summer-day George Eliot: How Lisa Loved the King. A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. 328 Keats: Endymion. Bk. i. Line 1. Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, They had their name thence; coarse complexions, Milton: Comus. Line 745. Beauty is Nature's coin, must not be hoarded, If you let slip time, like a neglected rose, It withers on the stock with languish'd head. 330 Milton: Comus. Line 739. Beauty, like the fair Hesperian tree To save her blossoms and defend her fruit. Milton: Comus. Line 393. Beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive; cease to admire, and all her plumes At every sudden slighting quite abash'd. 332 Milton: Par. Regained. Bk. ii. Line 220 Beauty with a bloodless conquest finds A welcome sovereignty in rudest minds. 333 Waller: Upon her Majesty's repairing to St. Paul Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower. 334 Wm. Cullen Bryant: Scene on the Banks of Hudson. Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet. 335 Dryden: Cym. and Iph. Line 1. All things of beauty are not theirs alone J. G. Saxe: The Beautiful Is she not more than painting can express, Or youthful poets fancy when they love? 337 Rowe: Fair Penitent. Act iii. Sc. 1. 'Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin that I admire : Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense. 338 Addison: Cato. Act i. Sc. 4. In wit, as nature, what affects our hearts, Pope: E. on Criticism. Pt. ii. Line 43 Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Pope: E. on Criticism. Pt. ii. Line 53. Look on her face, and you'll forget them all. 341 Pope: R. of the Lock. Canto ii. Line 15 Beauty's akin to Death. 342 Bailey: Festus. Sc. Millennial Earth The beautiful are never desolate; But some one alway loves them- God or man. 343 Bailey: Festus. Sc. Wood and Water What's female beauty, but an air divine, Some forms, though bright, no mortal man can bear; 344 Young: Love of Fame. Satire vi. Line 141. What is this thought or thing Which I call beauty? is it thought or thing? - a pretext? a word? Its meaning flutters in me like a flame As if it too were holy. 345 Mrs. Browning: Drama of Ex. Extrem. of Sword-Glare. The essence of all beauty, I call love. The attribute, the evidence, and end, The consummation to the inward sense, Of beauty apprehended from without, I still call love. 346 Mrs. Browning: Drama of Ex. Extrem. of Sword-Glare. Beauty, like wit, to judges should be shown; Both are most valued where they best are known. 347 Lyttelton: Soliloquy of a Beauty. Line 2. If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. Emerson: The Rhodora. 348 Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. 349 Who can curiously behold Byron: Beppo. St. 45. The smoothness and the sheen of beauty's cheek, Byron: Ch. Harold. Canto iii. St. 11. 350 -- 351 Her overpowering presence made you feel It would not be idolatry to kneel. Byron: Bride of Ab. Canto i. St. 6. 352 Byron: Don Juan. Canto iii. St 74 She was a form of life and light, That, seen, became a part of sight; 353 Byron: Giaour. Line 1135 An eye's an eye, and whether black or blue Is no great matter, so 'tis in request, The fair sex should be always fair; and no man, Byron: Don Juan. Canto xiii. St. 3. Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow 355 Byron: Don Juan. Canto i. St. 61 She walks in beauty, like the night Byron: She Walks in Beauty There was a soft and pensive grace, Scott: Rokeby. Canto iv. St. 5. There's beauty all around our paths, if but our watchful eyes Can trace it 'midst familiar things, and through their lowly guise. 358 Without the smile from partial beauty won, Mrs. Hemans: Our Daily Paths. Campbell: Pl. of Hope. Pt. ii. Line 23 Oh, what were man? - a world without a sun! 359 The Universe is girdled with a chain, And hung below the Throne Where Thou dost sit, the Universe to bless, Thou sovereign Smile of God, Eternal Loveliness. 360 R. H. Stoddard: Hymn to the Beautiful. |