Without the bed her other fair hand was,
On the green coverlet; whose perfect white
Showed like an April daisy on the grass,
With pearly sweat, resembling dew of night.
_Lucrece_. SHAKESPEARE.
The hand of a woman is often, in youth,
Somewhat rough, somewhat red, somewhat graceless, in truth;
Does its beauty refine, as its pulses grow calm,
Or as sorrow has crossed the life line in the palm?
_Lucile, Pt. I. Canto III_. (_Owen Meredith_). LORD LYTTON.
They may seize
On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand.
_Romeo and Juliet. Act iii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
As if the world and they were hand and glove.
_Table Talk_. W. COWPER.
With an angry wafture of your hand,
Gave sign for me to leave you.
_Julius Cæsar, Act ii. Sc. 1_. SHAKESPEARE.
Then join in hand, brave Americans all;
By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall.
_The Liberty Song_ (1768). J. DICKINSON.