We lose in depth of expression when we go to inferior animals for comparisons with human beauty. Homer calls Juno ox-eyed; and the epithet suits well with the eyes of that goddess, because she may be supposed, with all her beauty, to want a certain humanity. Her large eyes look at you with a royal indifference.

O scaly, slippery, wet, swift, staring wights, What is 't ye do? what life lead? eh, dull goggles? How do ye vary your vile days and nights? How pass your Sundays? Are ye still but joggles In ceaseless wash? Still nought but gapes and bites, And drinks, and stares, diversified with boggles.

The groundwork of all happiness is health.

Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.

Colors are the smiles of nature.

The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.

The more sensible a woman is, supposing her not to be masculine, the more attractive she is in her proportionate power to entertain.