Beauty is not in the face.. beauty is a light in the heart.
A soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever..
Its loveliness increases..
it will never pass into nothingness.
The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched
they must be felt with the heart.
I slept and dreamed that life was Beauty..
I woke and found that life was Duty..
Was thy dream then a shadowy lie?
Toil on, poor heart, unceasingly..
And thou shalt find they dream to be..
A truth and noonday light to thee..
Life a Duty..
A soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever..
Its loveliness increases..
it will never pass into nothingness.
The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched
they must be felt with the heart.
I slept and dreamed that life was Beauty..
I woke and found that life was Duty..
Was thy dream then a shadowy lie?
Toil on, poor heart, unceasingly..
And thou shalt find they dream to be..
A truth and noonday light to thee..
Life a Duty..
