patuit

Herculi eadem porta ad coelum patuit, qui magnam generis humani partem perdidit.

Anatomy of Melancholy 2007

When Peter Abelard, that great scholar of his age, Cui soli patuit scibile quicquid erat, [5373] (whose faculties were equal to any difficulty in learning,) was now in love with Heloise, he had no mind to visit or frequent schools and scholars any more,

Anatomy of Melancholy 2007

She was not like Blanche; for Blanche had bright complexion, and a fine neck, and a noble bust, et vera incessu patuit Dea — a true goddess, that is, as far as the eye went.

Framley Parsonage 2004

The woman shook her head slightly in admiration, then added, in Latin, “Vera incessu patuit dea.”

Moon Dance Mariah Stewart 1999

The woman shook her head slightly in admiration, then added, in Latin, “Vera incessu patuit dea.”

Moon Dance Mariah Stewart 1999

Straight up to my mother she walked, -- a poor word to describe her sweet and stately motion, _et vera incessu patuit dea_, as the master has it, -- curtsied low and nobly to her and said, "Mistress Wheatman, I am a stranger in distress, and should have been in danger but for your son, who has served me and saved me as only a brave and courteous gentleman could."

The Yeoman Adventurer George W. Gough

Grace, character, and expression, are rather in form and attitude than in features; the general figure more presents itself; "it is there we must principally look for expression or character; _patuit in corpore vultus_."

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 53, No. 328, February, 1843 Various

Christabel, are of the purest texture; they are not formally announced in a set description, but they accompany and mark her every movement throughout the piece -- Incessu patuit Dea.

The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1838 James Gillman

My Hour then becomes a goddess walking through my life, and, as the poet says, _et vera incessu patuit dea_.

Reveries of a Schoolmaster Francis B. Pearson

The man she had left looked after her, as she trod with her long, light step beside the young man, and murmured, "_Et vera incessu patuit dea. _"

The Bent Twig Dorothy Canfield Fisher 1918