Pygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps;

And pyramids are pyramids in vales.

Each man makes his own stature, builds himself.

Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids;

Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night vi. Line 309.

Her stature tall,—I hate a dumpy woman.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: Don Juan. Canto i. Stanza 61.

The growing drama has outgrown such toys

Of simulated stature, face, and speech:

It also peradventure may outgrow

The simulation of the painted scene,

Boards, actors, prompters, gaslight, and costume,

And take for a worthier stage the soul itself,

Its shifting fancies and celestial lights,

With all its grand orchestral silences

To keep the pauses of its rhythmic sounds.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861): Aurora Leigh. Book v.

The monumental pomp of age

Was with this goodly personage;

A stature undepressed in size,

Unbent, which rather seemed to rise

In open victory o'er the weight

Of seventy years, to loftier height.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): The White Doe of Rylstone. Canto iii.