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She wears a rose in her hair,
At the twilight's dreamy close:
Her face is fair,—how fair
Under the rose!

— Richard Henry Stoddard

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More quotes by Richard Henry Stoddard

We love in others what we lack ourselves,
And would be every thing but what we are.

Children are the keys of Paradise.
… They alone are good and wise,
Because their thoughts, their very lives, are prayer.

Songs of Summer (1856)

There are gains for all our losses,
There are balms for all our pain:
But when youth, the dream, departs,
It takes something from our hearts,
And it never comes again.

Songs of Summer (1856)

Heaven is not gone, but we are blind with tears,
Groping our way along the downward slope of Years!

Silence is the speech of love,
The music of the spheres above.

Songs of Summer (1856)

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Beautiful objects are wrought by study through effort, but ugly things are reaped automatically without toil.

Democritus Freeman (1948)

True beauty dwells in deep retreats,
Whose veil is unremoved
Till heart with heart in concord beats,
And the lover is beloved.

William Wordsworth

The great artists are the ones who dare to entitle to beauty things so natural that when they're seen afterward, people say: Why did I never realize before that this too was beautiful?

André Gide The Immoralist (1902)

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade
The eyes of men without an orator.

William Shakespeare The Rape of Lucrece (1594)

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