You came to me like a dream, you held me in reality and will leave me gasping for your loving read more

You came to me like a dream, you held me in reality and will leave me gasping for your loving breath when you are gone....

Beauty is the lover's gift.

Beauty is the lover's gift.

Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.

Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.

The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God read more

The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God himself takes them.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

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.

And behold there was a very stately palace before him, the name
of which was Beautiful.

And behold there was a very stately palace before him, the name
of which was Beautiful.

Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's read more

Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's shape was like the aerial bow,
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth,
Mounting, at times, to a transparent glow,
As if her veins ran lightning.

Who doth not feel, until his failing sight
Faints into dimness with its own delight,
His changing read more

Who doth not feel, until his failing sight
Faints into dimness with its own delight,
His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess,
The might--the majesty of Loveliness?