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

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

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!

A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she read more

A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she wears.

Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.

Her gentle limbs did she undress,
And lay down in her loveliness.

... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; read more

... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.

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.

There's nothing that allays an angry mind
So soon as a sweet beauty.

There's nothing that allays an angry mind
So soon as a sweet beauty.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a read more

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.

The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart

The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart