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.

Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.

Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

Tell me, shepherds, have you seen
My Flora pass this way?
In shape and feature Beauty's queen,
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Tell me, shepherds, have you seen
My Flora pass this way?
In shape and feature Beauty's queen,
In pastoral array.

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men.

Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.