Look! how he laughs and stretches out his arms, And opens wide his blue eyes upon thine, a. BYRON-Cain. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 171. Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps ; Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps; She, while the lovely baby unconscious lies, Smiles on her slumbering child with pensive eyes. b. CAMPBELL-Pleasures of Hope. Pt. I. When you fold your hands, Baby Louise! Your hands like a fairy's, so tiny and fair, With a pretty, innocent, saintlike air, Are you trying to think of some angel-taught m. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER-The Elder Ye gods! but she is wondrous fair! For me her constant flame appears; On brows bald since my thirty years. Translated by C. L. Betts. 0. E. B. BROWNING-Aurora Leigh. Bk. I. 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. p. E. B. BROWNING-Sword Glare. And behold there was a very stately palace before him, the name of which was Beautiful. 9. BUNYAN-Pilgrim's Progress. Pt. I. A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded, A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded. BYRON-Don Juan. Canto 15. St. 43. r. 'Twas not the fading charms of face That riveted Love's golden chain; It was the high celestial grace Of goodness, that doth never wane- ABRAHAM COLES-The Microcosm and Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, i. DRYDEN-Cymon and Iphigenia. L. 1. She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold, even in the summer of her age. j. DRYDEN-Edipus. Act IV. Sc. 1. When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind! w. KEATS-Endymion. Bk. I. L. 1. |