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Oracles From the Poets: a Fanciful Diversion for the Drawing Room · Caroline Howard Gilman — chapter 21 of 70 · ~376 words · public domain

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Coriolanus.

28. A kind true heart, a spirit high, That cannot fear, and will not bow, Are written in his manly eye, And on his manly brow.

HALLECK.

29. He has more goodness in his little finger, than you have in your whole body; Indeed he is a personable man, and not a spindle-shanked hoddy-doddy.

SWIFT.

30. A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman, Framed in the prodigality of nature, Young, valiant, wise, The spacious earth cannot afford again.

Richard III.

31. A handsome gallant, and a beau of spirit, Who can go down the dance so well as he?

TENNENT--Anster Fair.

32. A phantom, fashionably thin, With limb of lath, and bearded chin.

SCOTT--Bridal of Triermain.

33. There is a fair behavior in him, And though that nature with a beauteous wall Doth oft close in pollution, yet of him I well believe, he has a mind that suits With this his fair and outward character.

Two Gentlemen of Verona.

34. Like a crane, his neck is long and fine, With which he swalloweth up excessive feast.

SPENSER.

35. Oh thy love has an eye Like a star in the sky, And breath like the sweets from the hawthorn tree; And his heart is a treasure, Whose worth is past measure, And yet he hath given all--all to thee.

BARRY CORNWALL.

36. His form, his face, his noble mien, The sweetness of his touching tone, His feeling heart so simply shown, Such gifts of mind, such gentle grace, Proclaim him of no common race.

SOTHEBY.

37. A brow of beautiful yet earnest thought, A form of manly grace.

MRS. SIGOURNEY.

38. He's handsome, valiant, young, And looks as he were laid for nature's best, To catch weak women's eyes.

DRYDEN--All for Love.

39. In that fair stand, his forehead, Love still bends His double bow, and round his arrows sends; In that tall grove, his hair, those globy rings He flying curls, and crispeth with his wings.

BEN JONSON.

40. He's fat, and scant o' breath.

Hamlet.

41. Lordly look'd and lordly limb'd is he,-- A frame of iron, a right arm long and stark, A rough, loud voice, a visage somedale dark, A heart which soars as dangers soar, and ne'er Sinks save in peace.

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