Note 651 — 1830
Reading edition
Compare S. T. Coleridge's verses, To a Lady—
'Tis not the lily-brow I prize, Nor roseate cheeks, nor sunny eyes, Enough of lilies and of roses! A thousand-fold more dear to me The gentle look that Love discloses,— The look that Love alone can see!
And Keats' lines beginning—
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain.
Also Wordsworth's Jewish Family, II. 25-28.—Ed.