Painful and loathsome," &c.
That exquisite stanza in the Third Canto of Childe Harold, "Even as a broken mirror," &c., has been often admired. In Carew's poem, The Spark, I find the following lines, which contain similar image:
"And as a looking-glass, from the aspect,
Whilst it is whole, doth but one face reflect,
But being crack'd, or broken, there are shown
Many half faces, which at first were one;
So Love," &c.
To the coincidences which have been already pointed out regarding that exquisite line in the Bride of Abydos:
"The mind, the music breathing from her face,"