Nor be, what man should ever be, The friend of Beauty in distress.
Nor be, what man should ever be, The friend of Beauty in distress.
Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
But as to women, who can penetrate the real sufferings of their she condition Man's very sympathy with their estate has much of selfishness and more suspicion. Their love, their virtue, beauty, education, but form good housekeepers, to breed a nation.
Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers into false creation.
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