Part 14

55. Your person is a paradise, and your soul the cherub to guard it.

DRYDEN.

56. Your two red lips affected zephyrs blow, To cool the Hyson, and inflame the beau; While one white finger and a thumb conspire To lift the cup, and make the world admire.

YOUNG.

57. More than a sermon love you the touch'd string, You love to tinkling tunes your feet to fling.

ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.

58. Coquet and coy at once your air, Both studied, though both seem neglected; Careless you are with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected.

CONGREVE.

59. Your sweet humor Is easy as a calm, and peaceful too. All your affections like the dew on roses,-- Fair as the flowers themselves, as sweet and gentle.

BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER--The Pilgrim.

60. Grateful we find you, patient of control; A most bewitching gentleness of soul Makes pleasure of what work you have to do.

BLOOMFIELD--The Miller's Maid.

WHAT IS THE PERSONAL APPEARANCE OF YOUR LADY-LOVE?

Must you have my picture? You will enjoin me to a strange punishment. With what a compell'd face a woman sits While she is drawing! I have noted divers Either to fain smiles, or suck in the lips, To have a little mouth; ruffle the cheeks, To have the dimple seen; and so disorder The face with affectation, at next sitting It has not been the same. --But indeed If ever I would have mine drawn to the life, I would have a painter steal it at such a time I were devoutly kneeling at my prayers; There is then a heavenly beauty in't, the soul Moves in the superficies.

JOHN WEBSTER-- The Devil's Law Case. A Tragi-Comedy. From Lamb's Specimens of Dramatic Poets.

WHAT IS THE PERSONAL APPEARANCE OF YOUR LADY-LOVE?

1. Her eyes are shadowy, full of thought and prayer, And with long lashes o'er a white rose cheek Drooping.

MRS. HEMANS.

2. A thing all lightness, life, and glee, One of the shapes we seem To meet in visions of the night, And should they greet our waking sight, Imagine that we dream.

GEORGE HILL.

3. A lovelier nymph the pencil never drew; For the fond Graces form'd her easy mien, And heaven's soft azure in her eye is seen. She seems a rose-bud when it first receives The genial sun in its expanding leaves.

HAYLEY--Triumphs of Temper.

4. Eyes As tender as the blue of weeping skies, Yet sunny in their radiance as that blue, When sunset glitters on its falling dew.

JOHN NEAL.

5. She bends beneath the weight of dress, The stiffen'd robes, which spoil her easy mien, And art mistaken makes her beauty less, While still it hides some beauties better seen.

HAMMOND--Love Elegies.

6. There is a sweetness in her upturn'd eyes, A tearful lustre, such as fancy lends To the Madonna, and a soft surprise, As if they found strange beauty in the air.

PARK BENJAMIN.