William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity fair (№ 207736)

But, you see, there are things more subtle properties than fur or satin, than all the splendor of Solomon than the entire wardrobe of the Queen of Sheba - things whose beauty escapes the eyes of many connoisseurs. There is the meek, humble souls that are fragrant and bloom tenderly in quiet shady corners: decorative flowers the size of a good copper warmer can lead to confusion the sun itself. Miss Sedley did not belong to such category of sunflowers, and I think it would be with nothing consistent to draw a violet of the size of a Dahlia.