Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

The ladies of St. James's!
They're painted to the eyes;
Their white is stays for ever,
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The ladies of St. James's!
They're painted to the eyes;
Their white is stays for ever,
Their red it never dies;
But Phyllida, my Phillida!
Her colour comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,--
It wavers to a rose.

Exceeding fair she was not; and yet fair
In that she never studied to be fairer
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Exceeding fair she was not; and yet fair
In that she never studied to be fairer
Than Nature made her; her beauty cost her nothing,
Her virtues were so rare.

Character contributes to beauty. It fortifies a woman as her youth fades. A mode of conduct, a standard of courage, read more

Character contributes to beauty. It fortifies a woman as her youth fades. A mode of conduct, a standard of courage, discipline, fortitude, and integrity can do a great deal to make a woman beautiful.

She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless chimes and starry skies;
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She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless chimes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

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!

I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. read more

I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. That is our choice.

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.

Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.

Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.