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.

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

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

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in read more

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.

All kinds of beauty do not inspire love; there is a kind which
only pleases the sight, but does read more

All kinds of beauty do not inspire love; there is a kind which
only pleases the sight, but does not captivate the affections.
[Sp., No todas hermosuras enamoran, que algunas alegran la vista,
y no rinden la voluntad.]

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.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense.

Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense.

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.

Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.