First, Shake-Speare:
"Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye,
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for this sin there is no remedy,
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,"
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for this sin there is no remedy,
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,"
now Bacon:
"Neither had the fame of Cicero, Seneca, Plinius Secundus, borne her age so well, it it had not been joined with some vanity in themselves; like varnish that maketh ceilings not only shine but last. In some persons [this] is not only comely but gracious.
Comment: Personal vanity collocated with "gracious".
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