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And a poet said, 'Speak to us of Beauty.'
Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and directed my weary step to the spacious alley. I pursued the beckoning course of the rivulet and the musical sounds of the birds until I reached a lonely spot where the flowing branches of the trees prevented the sun from the touching the earth.
I stood there, and it was entertaining to my soul - my thirsty soul who had seen naught but the mirage of life instead of its sweetness.
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;
Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.
The beautiful, the fair, the elegant,
Is that which pleases us, says Kant,
Without a thought of interest or advantage.
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy;
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
I want to have the extremes of your Love,
See, how silly am I, wishing for unachievable.
I don't care if you maltreat me or promise to unveil your beauty,
I just want something unbearable to test my fortitude
When Beauty and Beauty meet
All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
And scattering-bright the air,
'Am I, at bottom, that fervent little Spanish Catholic child who chastised herself for loving toys, who forbade herself the enjoyment of sweet foods, who practiced silence, who humiliated her pride, who adored symbols, statues, burning candles, incense, the caress of nuns, organ music, for whom Communion was a great event? I was so exalted by the idea of eating Jesus's flesh and drinking His blood that I couldn't swallow the host well, and I dreaded harming the it.
Wonderful is not so much
The mausoleum's chisel cut beauty
As the beauty of the love
Arrested in its architecture-
I saw a nice little flower…
Enjoying herself in the nice warm fields…
The place felt fine, what a beautiful sight! !
Why didn't it come yesterday? !
All through eternity
Beauty unveils His exquisite form
in the solitude of nothingness;
Here lies a most beautiful lady,
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.
Bluebells carpet the woodland floor
Packed so tightly that insects tip-toe
Softly and quietly between them.
Their beauty unlocks a woodland door
Beauty are the roses
Mixed with beauty within
Not just a pretty face
Or pleasures it brings
Learned poets have said "beauty is to enjoy"
Like fresh flowers always give you joy
Don't attempt to pluck or destroy
Not to play with it as simple toy
A daughter is beauty at its finest.
Heart of an angel, soul so pure, and sweet.
Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame
That at the whisper of Love's name,
Or Beauty's, presto! up you raise
Your angry head and stand at gaze?
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
Physical beauty is outer beauty of cover to attract all but it is not the same forever;
As age increases, beauty becomes waning Moon but inner beauty is waxing;
True beauty lies in love of heart, mind and soul reflected by the love of a person;
More than makeup, gentle action, kind words and pleasing manners are beauty!
beauty lies in the eyes of the one who loves
BEAUTY IS UPON YOU…
Beauty is upon you like the rose without a thorn.
Beauty is upon you like the dew on grass each morn.
Beauty is a double edged sword, she cuts you on both sides.
She inebriates like strong wine. She can make or mar you. She is a sweet poison.
Beauty is a Beast, she can devour you.
Beauty no one in the world dislikes in life;
The good ones appreciate beauty with wishes;
But bad ones create dangers for beauty ever!
Oh what beauty!
How great and fair to be,
the beauty that hath no definite defines,
a beauty like a milky way meeting gentle lights without a name, a figure of gladness over spread with soft smiles like a child kindness bred.
A love of beauty is the significant ingredient in the making of an artist;
Beauty is what artist always sees in everything to create beautiful art work;
Constant thoughts on beauty brings beautiful dreams to enjoy in life long!
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