Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, THOMSON'S Seasons. Let firm, well-hammer'd soles protect thy feet, Through freezing snows, and rain, and soaking sleet;- GAY's Trivia. Nor should it prove thy less important care, GAY'S Trivia. Let beaux their canes with amber tipt produce; GAY's Trivia. APPEARANCE. In diamonds, curls, and rich brocades POPE. Say, wil. the falcon stooping from above, Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove? Admires the jay the insect's varying wings? Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings? POPE. Be not the first by whom the new is tried, POPE. And even while Fashion's brightest arts decoy, GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village. Beppo! that beard of thine becomes thee not; He had that grace, so rare in every clime, BYRON'S Beppo. BYRON'S Don Juan. But, next to dressing for a rout or ball, BYRON'S Don Juan. APPEARANCE. Trust not the treason of those smiling looks, For they are like but unto golden hooks, That from the foolish fish their baits do hide. SPENSER'S Sonnets. 45 Why should the sacred character of virtue Mislike me not for my complexion, DENNIS SHAKSPEARE. A man may smile and smile, and be a villain. SHAKSPEARE. All that glitters is not gold, Gilded tombs do worms enfold. SHAKSPEARE. What! is the jay more precious than the lark, Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye? SHAKSPEARE. So the blue summit of some mountain height, PATTISON. He has, I know not what, Of greatness in his looks, and of high fate, That almost awes me. DRYDEN, The gloomy outside, like a rusty chest, Contains the shining treasure of a soul, Resolv'd and brave. DRYDEN, Tho' the fair rose with beauteous blush is crown'd, GAY'S Done. APPEARANCE Not always actions show the man: we find POPE'S Moral Essays She speaks, behaves, and acts just as she ought, POPE'S Moral Essays. Your thief looks, in the crowd, 47 Exactly like the rest, or rather better; Tis only at the bar, or in the dungeon, That wise men know your felon by his features. BYRON'S Werner. That this is but the surface of his soul, BYRON'S Werner. Full many a stoic eye and aspect stern BYRON'S Corsair How little do they see what is, who frame The deepest ice that ever froze SOUTHEY Can only o'er the surface close; The living stream lies quick below, BYRON'S Parisina. As a beam o'er the face of the water may glow, So the cheek may be ting'd with a warm sunny smile, Appearance may deceive thee - understand, Within the oyster's shell uncouth The purest pearl may bide:- Who will believe? not I, for in deceiving T. MOORE. MRS. OSGOOD. Lies the dear charm of life's delightful dream ; I cannot spare the luxury of believing That all things beautiful are what they seem. FITZ-GREEN HALLECK. 'Tis not the fairest form that holds Angel forms may often hide R. DAWES. MRS. M. ST. LEON LOUD. Think not, because the eye is bright, And smiles are laughing there, And underneath the sunniest smile |