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Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
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The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,
And, oh! the eye was in itself a Soul!
Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men.
Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Beauty is the first present nature gives to women and the first it takes away.
Beauty is the first present nature gives to women and the first it takes away.
It is better to be beautiful than to be good, but it is better to be good than to be read more
It is better to be beautiful than to be good, but it is better to be good than to be ugly.
Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.
Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.
In places where this beauty has already disappeared, we will reconstruct it.
In places where this beauty has already disappeared, we will reconstruct it.
