=Excess.=

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of Heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
638
SHAKS.:  King John, Act iv., Sc. 2.

=Exile.=

Beheld the duteous son, the sire decayed,
The modest matron, and the blushing maid,
Forc’d from their homes, a melancholy train,
To traverse climes beyond the Western main.
639
GOLDSMITH:  Traveller, Line 407.

=Expectation.=

’Tis expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were. 640 SUCKLING:  Against Fruition.

=Experience.=

Experience is by industry achieved,
And perfected by the swift course of time.
641
SHAKS.:  Two Gent, of V., Act i., Sc. 3.

His head was silver’d o’er with age,
And long experience made him sage.
642
GAY, Fables, Pt. i., The Shepherd and the Philosopher.

=Extremes.=

Extremes in nature equal good produce,
Extremes in man concur to general use.
643
POPE:  Moral Essays, Epis. iii., Line 161.

=Eyes.=

Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. 644 SHAKS.:  Rom. and Jul., Act ii., Sc. 2.

True eyes
Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise
The sweet soul shining thro’ them.
645
OWEN MEREDITH:  Lucile, Pt. ii., Canto ii., St. 3.

There are eyes half defiant,
Half meek and compliant;
Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm
To bring us good or to work us harm,
646
PHOEBE CARY:  Doves’ Eyes.

Soul-deep eyes of darkest night. 647 JOAQUIN MILLER:  Californian, Pt. iv.

Her eyes are homes of silent prayer. 648 TENNYSON:  In Memoriam, Pt. xxxii., St. 1.

The bright black eye, the melting blue,—­
I cannot choose between the two.
649
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:  The Dilemma.

These poor eyes, you called, I ween,
“Sweetest eyes were ever seen.”
650
MRS. BROWNING:  Catarina to Camoens.

Soft eyes look’d love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. 651 BYRON:  Ch.  Harold, Canto iii., St. 21.

==F.==

=Fabric.=

Anon out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.
652
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. i., Line 710.

=Face.=

Your face, my Thane, is as a book, where men
May read strange matters.
653
SHAKS.:  Macbeth, Act i., Sc. 5.

The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world. 
Saints only have such faces.
654
LONGFELLOW:  Michael Angelo, Pt. ii., 6.