is person; there was a divine majesty in his looks, it
shined like lightning and drew all men to it: but Basil, _Cyril, lib. 6.
super. 55. Esay._ Theodoret, Arnobius, &c. of the beauty of his divinity,
justice, grace, eloquence, &c. Thomas _in Psal. xliv._ of both; and so doth
Baradius and Peter Morales, _lib de pulchritud. Jesu et Mariae_, adding as
much of Joseph and the Virgin Mary,--_haec alias forma praecesserit omnes_,
[4566]according to that prediction of Sibylla Cumea. Be they present or
absent, near us, or afar off, this beauty shines, and will attract men many
miles to come and visit it. Plato and Pythagoras left their country, to see
those wise Egyptian priests: Apollonius travelled into Ethiopia, Persia, to
consult with the Magi, Brachmanni, gymnosophists. The Queen of Sheba came
to visit Solomon; and "many," saith [4567]Hierom, "went out of Spain and
remote places a thousand miles, to behold that eloquent Livy:" [4568]_Multi
Romam non ut urbem pulcherrimam, aut urbis et orbis dominum Octavianum, sed
ut hunc unum inviserent audirentque, a Gadibus profecti sunt._ No beauty
leaves such an impression, strikes so deep [4569], or links the souls of
men closer than virtue.

[4570] "Non per deos aut pictor posset,
Aut statuarius ullus fingere
Talem pulchritudinem qualem virtus habet;"

"no painter, no graver, no carver can express virtue's lustre, or those
admirable rays that come from it, those enchanting rays that enamour
posterity, those everlasting rays that continue to the world's end." Many,
saith Phavorinus, that loved and admired Alcibiades in his youth, knew not,
cared not for Alcibiades a man, _nunc intuentes quaerebant Alcibiadem_; but
the beauty of Socrates is still the same; [4571]virtue's lustre never
fades, is ever fresh and green, _semper viva_ to all succeeding ages, and a
most attractive loadstone, to draw and combine such as are present. For
that reason belike, Homer feigns the three Graces to be linked and tied
hand in hand, because the hearts of men are so firmly united with such
graces. [4572]"O sweet bands (Seneca exclaims), which so happily combine,
that those which are bound by them love their binders, desiring withal much
more harder to be bound," and as so many Geryons to be united into one. For
the nature of true friendship is to combine, to be like affected, of one
mind,

[4573] "Velle et nolle ambobus idem, satiataque toto
Mens aevo"------

as the poet saith