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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?
A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.
A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath read more
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath culled, I wear
On brows bald since my thirty years.
Ye veils that deck my loved one rare,
Fall, for the crowning triumph's nigh.
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
And I, so plain a man am I!
Pretty is something you're born with. But beautiful, that's an equal opportunity adjective.
Pretty is something you're born with. But beautiful, that's an equal opportunity adjective.
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. read more
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.
I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.
She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless chimes and starry skies;
And all that's best read more
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.
When you reach the heart of life you shall find beauty in all things, even in the eyes that are read more
When you reach the heart of life you shall find beauty in all things, even in the eyes that are blind to beauty.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
