I tell thee what, Antonio— I love thee, and ’tis my love that speaks— There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond, And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress’d in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say ’I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips let no dog bark.’
Now he goes, With no less presence, but with much more love, Than young Alcides when he did redeem The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice; The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, With bleared visages come forth to view The issue of th’ exploit.
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Gillian Flynn -- Gone Girl
The man sat forward with elbows on knees, hands clenched together, his entire visage appearing as if it might melt and drip onto the floor.