Skip to content

Each ornament about her seemly lies,
By curious chance, or careless art composed.

— Edward Fairfax Godfrey of Bullogne (1600)

Another quote →

Source and credibility

Wikiquote does not flag this quote as disputed or misattributed.

Source: Godfrey of Bullogne (1600)
Work: Godfrey of Bullogne, 1600
Source quality: Source identified Names the work or year, but without an exact location.

More by Edward Fairfax

The fear of ill exceeds the evil we fear.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile,
They will, they will not, fools that on them trust,
For in their speech is death, hell in their smile.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Nor love consents that beauty's field lie waste.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Hard is that heart which beauty makes not soft.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Better sit still, men say, than rise to fall.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Vile man, begot of clay, and born of dust.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Power constrained is but a glorious slave.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Oh vanity of man's unstable mind,
Puffed up with every blast of friendly wind!

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

All Edward Fairfax quotes →

Topics

Beauty

More quotes by Edward Fairfax

Patience, a praise; forbearance is a treasure;
Sufferance, an angel is; a monster, rage.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Remembrance is the life of grief; his grave,
Forgetfulness.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Nature gives beauty, fortune wealth, in vain.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

Base affections fall, when virtue riseth.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

The throne of Cupid had an easy stair;
His bark is fit to sail with every wind;
The breach he makes no wisdom can repair.

Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered (1600)

All Edward Fairfax quotes →

You may also like

Beautiful objects are wrought by study through effort, but ugly things are reaped automatically without toil.

Democritus Freeman (1948)

True beauty dwells in deep retreats,
Whose veil is unremoved
Till heart with heart in concord beats,
And the lover is beloved.

William Wordsworth

The great artists are the ones who dare to entitle to beauty things so natural that when they're seen afterward, people say: Why did I never realize before that this too was beautiful?

André Gide The Immoralist (1902)

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade
The eyes of men without an orator.

William Shakespeare The Rape of Lucrece (1594)

Attribution

Quote text and notes from Wikiquote: Edward Fairfax (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0. Source quality and labels are our own summary of what Wikiquote records.