SHE walks in beauty, like the night | |
Of cloudless climes and starry skies; | |
And all that's best of dark and bright | |
Meet in her aspect and her eyes: | |
Thus mellow'd to that tender light | 5 |
Which heaven to gaudy day denies. | |
One shade the more, one ray the less, | |
Had half impair'd the nameless grace | |
Which waves in every raven tress, | |
Or softly lightens o'er her face; | 10 |
Where thoughts serenely sweet express | |
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. | |
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, | |
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, | |
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, | 15 |
But tell of days in goodness spent, | |
A mind at peace with all below, | |
A heart whose love is innocent! |
"What is beauty?" This question I hear from children to adults from men and from women. There really is no easy way to define it because it as unique as you and me. The one thing I do believe is that inner beauty is mirrored by outer beauty. Our outer beauty might attract a mate, but it's our inner beauty that will keep him forever.
Hmmm... I think there is a difference between beauty and attractiveness. I think attractiveness is more subjective and beauty (probably in a more generic sense) is more universal... I think about sunsets as being beautiful and I think that there is not a person or a culture that would have the opposite bent.
ReplyDeleteI do completely agree that your face may attract a mate, but your spirit will tie them to you.
Forgive me if I get too esoteric, I tend towards that! :-)