Nature has laid out all her art in beautifying the face; she has touched it with vermilion, planted in it a double row of ivory, made it the seat of smiles and blushes, lighted it up and enlivened it with the brightness of the eyes, hung it on each side with curious organs of sense, given it airs and graces that cannot be described, and surrounded it with such a flowing shade of hair as sets all its beauties in the most agreeable light.
Joseph AddisonThy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cรฆsar, In the calm lights of mild philosophy.
Joseph AddisonJustice discards party, friendship, kindred, and is always, therefore, represented as blind.
Joseph Addison