The difference is as great between The optics seeing as the objects seen. All manners take a tincture from our own; Or come discolord through our passions shown; Or fancys beam enlarges, multiplies, Contracts, inverts, and gives ten thousand dyes. PopeMoral Essays. Ep. 1. L. 31.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engenderd in the eyes, With gazing fed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 63.
We figure to ourselves The thing we like, and then we build it up As chance will have it, on the rock or sand: For Thought is tired of wandering oer the world, And homebound Fancy runs her bark ashore. Sir Henry TaylorPhilip Van Artevelde. Pt. I. Act I. Sc. 5.