Quotes About Grace

Her voice was ever soft,Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.

Beauty itself doth of itself persuadeThe eyes of men without an orator.

All orators are dumb when beauty pleadeth.

Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.

'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and whiteNature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on:Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive,If you will lead these graces to the graveAnd leave the world no copy.

She that was ever fair and never proud,Had tongue at will and yet was never loud.

Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence.

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

'Tis better to be lowly born,And range with humble livers in content,Than to be perk'd up in a glist'ring griefAnd wear a golden sorrow.

The mirror of all courtesy.

Quiet consummation have;And renowned be thy grave!

See, what a grace was seated on this brow;Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself,An eye like Mars, to threaten and command,A station like the herald MercuryNew-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill,A combination and a form indeed,Where every god did seem to set his seal,To give the world assurance of a man.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us!

A morsel for a monarch.

Now, God be prais'd, that to believing soulsGives light in darkness, comfort in despair!

See, where she comes apparell'd like the spring.

He hath a daily beauty in his life.

Come unto these yellow sands,And then take hands:Curtsied when you have, and kiss'd—The wild waves whist,—Foot it featly here and there.

Nymph, in thy orisonsBe all my sins remember'd.

Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin.

As she would catch another AntonyIn her strong toil of grace.

Hand in hand, with fairy grace, Will we sing, and bless this place.