Which like a creed ne'er says all it intends.
Don Juan, Canto 13.
Her chief resource was in her own high spirit,
Which judged mankind at their due estimation;
And for coquetry, she disdain'd to wear it:
Secure of admiration, its impression
Was faint, as of an every-day possession.
Don Juan, Canto 13.
An eye's an eye, and whether black or blue,
Is no great matter, so 'tis in request.