William Davenant,
Gondibert: An Heroick Poem
(1651)
“ Her courage beauteous grows, and grief decays;And with such joy as shipwrack'd Men imbrace The Shore, she hastens to the House of Praise.17.And there the Gem she from her bosom took, (With which till now she trembled to advise) So far from pale, that Gondibert would look Pale, if he saw, how it out-shin'd her Eyes.18.These Rays she to a Miracle prefers; And lustre that such beauty so defies,Had Poets seen (Love's partial Jewellers, Who count nought precious but their Mistress Eyes) 19. ”
