This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
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I love all beauteous things, I seek and adore them God hath no better praise, And man in his hasty days Is honored for them.
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Therefore, to be possessed with double pomp,To guard a title that was rich before,To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,To throw a perfume on the violet,To smooth the ice, or add another hueUnto the rainbow, or with taper lightTo seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
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Dear, beauteous Death! the jewel of the just, Shining nowhere, but in the dark;
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What is a fine person or a beauteous face, Unless deportment give them decent grace; Blessed with all other requisites to please, To want the striking elegance of ease; Awkward, embarrassed, stiff, without the skill Of moving gracefully, or standing
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