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When summer gathers up her robes of glory,
And, like a dream of beauty, glides away.

— Sarah Helen Whitman Poems (1879)

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The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.

Poems (1879)

Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night's high mysteries!

Poems (1879)

The shy little may-flower weaves her nest;
But the south wind blows o'er the fragrant loam,
And betrays the path to her woodland home.

Poems (1879)

Beside the brook and on the umbered meadow,
Where yellow fern-tufts fleck the faded ground,
With folded lids beneath their palmy shadow,
The gentian nods, in dewy slumbers bound.

Poems (1879)

And still the aster greets us, as we pass,
With her faint smile,—among the withered grass.

Poems (1879)

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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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