tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484769201591640982.post6076959052297235499..comments2023-08-22T06:15:33.502-07:00Comments on The Rant Machine: Essay on the Aesthetic Beauty of PeopleThe Judgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16911072587886208028noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484769201591640982.post-71469146332437453822008-08-04T06:25:00.000-07:002008-08-04T06:25:00.000-07:00A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness...A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: <BR/>Its lovliness increases; it will never <BR/>Pass into nothingness; but still will keep <BR/>A bower quiet for us, and a sleep <BR/>Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. <BR/>Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing <BR/>A flowery band to bind us to the earth, <BR/>Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth <BR/>Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, <BR/>Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways <BR/>Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, <BR/>Some shape of beauty moves away the pall <BR/>From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, <BR/>Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon <BR/>For simple sheep; and such are daffodils <BR/>With the green world they live in; and clear rills <BR/>That for themselves a cooling covert make <BR/>'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake, <BR/>Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: <BR/>And such too is the grandeur of the dooms <BR/>We have imagined for the mighty dead; <BR/>An endless fountain of immortal drink, <BR/>Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com