Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!

Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): The Fire-Worshippers.

Left that command

Sole daughter of his voice.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 652.

Daughter of Jove, relentless power,

Thou tamer of the human breast,

Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour

The bad affright, afflict the best!

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Hymn to Adversity.

Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. Stanza 1.

Aurora now, fair daughter of the dawn,

Sprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Iliad of Homer. Book viii. Line 1.

When now Aurora, daughter of the dawn,

With rosy lustre purpled o'er the lawn.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book iii. Line 516.

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Ode to Duty.

One fair daughter and no more,

The which he loved passing well.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Still harping on my daughter.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,

My very noble and approv'd good masters,

That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter,

It is most true; true, I have married her:

The very head and front of my offending

Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech,

And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace:

For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used

Their dearest action in the tented field,

And little of this great world can I speak,

More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,

And therefore little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver

Of my whole course of love.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Othello. Act i. Sc. 3.