Pish, said the monk, that is not the reason of it, but, according to the true monastical philosophy, it is because my nurse had soft teats, by virtue whereof, whilst she gave me suck, my nose did sink in as in so much butter. The hard breasts of nurses make children short-nosed. But hey, gay, Ad formam nasi cognoscitur ad te levavi. I never eat any confections, page, whilst I am at the bibbery.
Certainly the upward look betokens hope and joy; while the downward casting of the eye, is sign of sorrow and despondency. "Levavi oculos meos in montes" chanted the monks, in the choir above. He certainly looked high when he lifted the eyes of his insistent desire to the Prioress of the White Ladies.