William Wordsworth on Beauty
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“Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive, though a happy place.”
“True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.”
“Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays; A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!”