Beauty is the lover's gift.

Beauty is the lover's gift.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of read more

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

Paris wrapped in night! half nebulous
The moonlight streams o'er the blue-shadowed roofs..
A lovely frame for this wild battlescene read more

Paris wrapped in night! half nebulous
The moonlight streams o'er the blue-shadowed roofs..
A lovely frame for this wild battlescene
Beneath the vapor's floating scarves, the Seine
Trembles, mysterious, like a magic mirror
Cyrano Act 5.

The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The read more

The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,
And, oh! the eye was in itself a Soul!

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it

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.

The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not read more

The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not want　only destroy.

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.]

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.

the call
of a loon
across
a
quiet lake.