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Gold! gold! in all ages the curse of mankind!

He turns, with anxious heart and crippled Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the

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BEAUTY.

The lesson which the many-colored skies,

BEAUTY.

The flowers, and leaves, and painted butterflies, The deer's branched antlers, the gay bird that flings

The tropic sunshine from its golden wings,
The brightness of the human countenance,
Its play of smiles, the magic of a glance,
Forevermore repeat,

In varied tones and sweet,
That beauty, in and of itself, is good.

WHITTIER.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

KEATS.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty; that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

KEATS.

Ah! how empty, ah! how fleeting!
Does all human beauty seem!
Like the form of a fragile flower,
Withering in an evil hour,

So is beauty's fading power.

MICHAEL FRANK.

The good is always beautiful, The beautiful is good!

WHITTIER.

Labor in the path of duty
Gleamed up like a thing of beauty;
Beauty shone in self-denial;

In the sternest hour of trial;

In a meek obedience

To the will of Providence ;

In the lofty sympathies

That, forgetting selfish ease,
Prompted acts that sought the good
Of every spirit; understood

The wants of every human heart,
Eager ever to impart

Blessings to the weary soul

That hath felt the bitter world's control.

Here is beauty such as ne'er
Met the eye or charmed the ear;
In the soul's high duties, then I felt,
That the loftiest beauty ever dwelt.

C. P. CRANCH.

Her angel's face,

As the great eye of heaven, shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. SPENSER.

O what is beauty's power?

It flourishes and dies;

Will the cold earth its silence break To tell how soft, how smooth a cheek Beneath its surface lies?

Mute, mute is all

O'er beauty's fall,

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