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?

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should read more

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

Beauty and folly are old companions.

Beauty and folly are old companions.

Beauty is whatever gives joy.

Beauty is whatever gives joy.

Rare is the union of beauty and purity.

Rare is the union of beauty and purity.