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• There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men.
  A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell....
• Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk.
  And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair'd....
• There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men.
  A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell....
• Like an expensive sports car, fine-tuned and well-buil
  Portia was sleek, shapely, and gorgeous, her red jumpsuit moulding her body, which was as warm as seatcovers in July, her hair as dark as new tires, her eyes flashing like bright hubcaps, and her lips as dewy as the beads of fresh rain on the hood...
• Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 45...
• After half a day in a beauty salon, she still hasn't been worked on -- they're still busy giving her an estimate.
• She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto i, Stanza 3...
• Well, the girls can't stand her 'cause she walks, looks and drives like an ace, now.
• Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad
  Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale...