Maxioms by Hartley Coleridge
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.
She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
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She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
Until she smiled on me:
Oh! then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light.
