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Beauty Is Truth

Natural beauty of nature Is like a beautiful damsel. She needs no makeup or perfume To enhance her physical beauty- Her beauty is truth, period. An anonymous wildflower Growing with delicate fragrance Beside a forests time-worn path Can’t be anymore lovelier If plucked and placed within her locks; Nor her comely grace be improved. Their “beauty is truth, truth beauty” Apart they are most beautiful; In concert they accent the whole. On a Grecian urn: “Beauty is truth, truth beauty” All we need to know.

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Date: 6/11/2010 6:17:00 PM
A nice tribute you paid to John keats. Keats has always been my favorite
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Date: 6/11/2010 12:44:00 PM
delightful, very pleasant experience reading. helped my mood. thank you, chuck
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