Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,

Stains the white radiance of eternity.

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822): Adonais. lii.

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;

Here's to the widow of fifty;

Here's to the flaunting, extravagant quean,

And here's to the housewife that's thrifty!

Let the toast pass;

Drink to the lass;

I 'll warrant she 'll prove an excuse for the glass.

Richard Brinsley Sheridan (1751-1816): School for Scandal. Act iii. Sc. 3.

He was indeed the glass

Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 3.

A glass is good, and a lass is good,

And a pipe to smoke in cold weather;

The world is good, and the people are good,

And we 're all good fellows together.

John O'Keefe (1747-1833): Sprigs of Laurel. Act ii. Sc. 1.

The expectancy and rose of the fair state,

The glass of fashion and the mould of form,

The observed of all observers!

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Sonnet iii.

We that are in the vaward of our youth.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.