Current among men,
Like coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
The Princess, Pt. II. A. TENNYSON.
That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act iii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air,
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Faustus. C. MARLOWE.
The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.
To a Lady; with a Present of Flowers. T. TICKELL.
When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine,
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Romeo and Juliet, Act iii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
Sonnet XVIII. SHAKESPEARE.
Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!
The Bride of Abydos, Canto II. LORD BYRON.
Those curious locks so aptly twined
Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
Think not 'cause men flattering say. T. CAREW.
And beauty draws us with a single hair.
Rape of the Lock, Canto II. A. POPE.
When you do dance, I wish you
A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do
Nothing but that.
Winter's Tale, Act iv. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.