If, as a stranger in our land, you should require the aid of other judgment to guide your own, we can only say that Alicia, the daughter of our gallant knight Waldemar Fitzurse, has at our court been long held the first in beauty
as in place.
To be a great lover is to be a great mystic, since in the highest conception of mortal beauty
that the mind can form there lies always the unattainable, the unpossessed, suggesting the world of beauty
and finality beyond our mortal reach.
I hope not, monseigneur, and with reason, as God has been pleased to give them grace, intelligence, and beauty
It is in Music perhaps that the soul most nearly attains the great end for which, when inspired by the Poetic Sentiment, it struggles -- the creation of supernal Beauty
and talent the young couple had a sorry struggle for existence.
was so rare, that, at the moment when she appeared at the entrance of the apartment, it seemed as though she diffused a sort of light which was peculiar to herself.
What I finally perceived was that his poem came through him from the heart of Italian life, such as it was in his time, and that whatever it teaches, his poem expresses that life, in all its splendor and squalor, its beauty
and deformity, its love and its hate.
The essential difference between poetry and prose--"that other beauty
of prose"--in the words of the motto he has chosen from Dryden, the first master of the sort of prose he prefers:--that is Mr.
He had discovered that he loved beauty
more than fame, and that what desire he had for fame was largely for Ruth's sake.
No one knew his first name, and in general he was known in the country as Beauty
The father embraced them both, and bestowing his kisses and affection impartially on each, said, "I wish you both would look into the mirror every day: you, my son, that you may not spoil your beauty
by evil conduct; and you, my daughter, that you may make up for your lack of beauty
by your virtues.
Spenser more than any other poet has the old Celtic love of beauty
, yet so far as we know there was in him no drop of Celtic blood.
Byron and Shelley were far more radically revolutionary; and Keats, in his poetry, was devoted wholly to the pursuit and worship of beauty
with no concern either for a moral philosophy of life or for vigorous external adventure.
That since beauty
is the opposite of ugliness, they are two?
Let any man go back to those delicious relations which make the beauty
of his life, which have given him sincerest instruction and nourishment, he will shrink and moan.