Her eye (I am very fond of handsome eyes).
Was large and dark, suppressing half its fire
Until she spoke, then through its soft disguise
Flashed an expression more of pride than ire,
And love than either; and there would arise,
A something in them which was not desire,
But would have been, perhaps, but for the soul,
Which struggled through and chastened down the whole. [ Byron ]

Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief. [ Sir Walter Scott ]

Mother! The holy thoughts and chastened memories that cluster around this name, can never be so well expressed as in the calm utterance of the name itself. [ H. W. Shaw ]

The night is made for tenderness; so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music; and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs, and on the lip made holy. [ N. P. Willis ]