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There be many that say, Who will shew us any good? Lord, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us.

It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of faces there should be none alike.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.

Showing that if a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.

As clear and as manifest as the nose in a man's face.

And her face so fair Stirr'd with her dream, as rose-leaves with the air.

Yet even her tyranny had such a grace, The women pardoned all, except her face.

And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him.

There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies blow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow. There cherries grow that none may buy, Till cherry ripe themselves do cry.

The magic of a face.

He had a face like a benediction .

The face the index of a feeling mind.

Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face.

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.

How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this particular! Some of them speak not. They are books in which not a line is written, save perhaps a date.

These faces in the mirrors Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.

The light upon her face Shines from the windows of another world. Saints only have such faces.

Oh! could you view the melody Of every grace, And music of her face, You'd drop a tear, Seeing more harmony In her bright eye, Than now you hear.

Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.-- Her lips suck forth my soul; see, where it flies!--