Oracles from the Poets: A Fanciful Diversion for the Drawing Room — John Shaqi
Oracles from the Poets: A Fanciful Diversion for the Drawing Room
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Oracles from the Poets: A Fanciful Diversion for the Drawing Room
Amusements; Fortune-telling; Quotations, English
7. Oh what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
_Twelfth Night._
8. A goodly person, and can manage faire
His stubborn steed,
Who under him doth trample in the air,
And chafe, that any on his back should sit.
SPENSER.
9. His waggish face, that speaks a soul jocose,
Seems t'have been cast i' the mould of fun and glee;
And on the bridge of his well-arched nose,
Sits laughter plumed, and white-wing'd jollity.
TENNENT--_Anster Fair_.
10. The glow of temperance o'er his cheek is spread,
Where the soft down half veils the chasten'd red.
CRABBE.
11. Readable as open book;
And much of easy dignity there lies
In the frank lifting of his cordial eyes.
LEIGH HUNT--_Rimini_.
12. Underneath that face, like summer ocean's,
Its lip as moveless, and its cheek as clear,
Slumbers a whirlwind of the heart's emotions,
Love, hatred, pride, hope, sorrow--all save fear.
HALLECK.
13. Singing he is, or fluting all the day;
He is as fresh as is the month of May.
He can songs make, and well indite,
Jouste, and eke dance, and well portray and write;
Courteous he is, lowly and serviceable,
And carveth for his father at the table.
CHAUCER.
14. Does he not hold up his head, as it were, and strut in his gait?
_Merry Wives of Windsor._
15. Sober he seems, and very sagely sad,
And to the ground his eyes are lowly bent.
Simple in show.
SPENSER--_Fairy Queen_.
16. He is the deuce among the girls,
A thing of foppery and ton, of whiskers and of curls.
ALBERT PIKE.
17. A dainty gentleman,
His sleepy eyes half closed, and countenance
To no expression stronger than may suit
A simper, capable of being turn'd.
SOUTHEY.
18. Contempt contracts his face, a smile is on his dark-brown cheek,
his red eye rolls half concealed beneath his shaggy brows.
OSSIAN.
19. Downcast, or shooting glances far,
How beautiful his eyes,
That blend the nature of the star
With that of summer skies!
WORDSWORTH.
20. Eyebrows bent like Cupid's bow,
Front an ample field of snow,
Even nose, and cheek withal
Smooth as is the billiard-ball;
Chin as woolly as the peach,
And his lip doth kissing teach,
Till he cherish too much beard
And make Love and you afear'd.
BEN JONSON.
21. A fair and meaning face, an eye of fire,
That checks the bold and makes the free retire.
CRABBE.
22. He has all the graces that render a man's society dear to ladies.
MASSINGER.
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