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Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.
Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror .
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror .
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
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.
Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder
Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder
What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
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.
In places where this beauty has already disappeared, we will reconstruct it.
In places where this beauty has already disappeared, we will reconstruct it.
Truth exists for the wise, beauty for the feeling heart.
Truth exists for the wise, beauty for the feeling heart.
