"O, she doth teach the torches to burn
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of the night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear:
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude
Did my heart love til now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty til this night."
Act 1, Scene 2 Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare