Ye gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath culled, I wear

On brows bald since my thirty years.
Ye veils that deck my loved one rare,
Fall, for the crowning triumph's nigh.
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
And I, so plain a man am I!
n. BERANGER Qu'elle est jolie.

Translated by C. L. Betts.
The beautiful seems right

By force of beauty, and the feeble wrong
Because of weakness.

0. E. B. BROWNING-Aurora Leigh. Bk. I.

The essence of all beauty, I call love,
The attribute, the evidence, and end,
The consummation to the inward sense
Of beauty apprehended from without,
I still call love.

p. E. B. BROWNING-Sword Glare.

And behold there was a very stately palace before him, the name of which was Beautiful. 9. BUNYAN-Pilgrim's Progress. Pt. I.

A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
T. BYRON-Don Juan. Canto 15. St. 43.
Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's shape was like the aërial bow,
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth,
Mounting, at times, to a transparent glow,
As if her veins ran lightning.

g.

COLERIDGE-Christabel. Pt. I. St. 24.

'Twas not the fading charms of face That riveted Love's golden chain;

It was the high celestial grace

Of goodness, that doth never wane-
Whose are the sweets that never pall,
Delicious, pure, and crowning all.
h.

ABRAHAM COLES-The Microcosm and
other Poems. P. 244.

Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once inflam'd my soul, and still in-
spires my wit.

i. DRYDEN-Cymon and Iphigenia. L. 1. She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty,

Grows cold, even in the summer of her age. j. DRYDEN-Edipus. Act IV. Sc. 1. When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!

W.

KEATS-Endymion. Bk. I. L.1.