Ed.
[651] Compare S. T. Coleridge's verses, To a Lady—
'Tis not the lily-brow I prize,
Nor roseate cheeks, nor sunny eyes,
Enough of lilies and of roses!
A thousand-fold more dear to me
The gentle look that Love discloses,—
The look that Love alone can see!
And Keats' lines beginning—
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain.
Also Wordsworth's Jewish Family, II. 25-28.—Ed.
[652] 1835.
Yea, to the stars themselves, if born C.
[653] 1835.
... by gold unbarred,