|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Looks that speak.|
Sheridan.Verses to Garricks Memory.
|And looks commercing with the skies,|
Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.
Milton.Il Penseroso, Line 39.
|Her modest looks the cottage might adorn,|
Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.
Goldsmith.The Deserted Village, Line 329.
|He looks like a writ of inquiry into their titles and estates.|
Congreve.Love for Love, Act I. Scene 2.