她是一座永远绽放花朵的花园，一群永远翱翔天穹的天使。
奥菲里斯城的人们啊，当生命揭下她圣洁的面纱时，美就是生命。
然而，你们是生命，也是面纱。
美是凝视自己镜中之影的永恒。
然而，你们就是永恒，你们就是镜子。
on beauty
and a poet said,“speak to us of beauty.”
and he ansuide?
and hogrieved and the injured say, “beauty is kind and gentle.
like a young mother half-shy of her olory she us.”
and the passionate say, “nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.
like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us.”
the tired and the s. she speaks in our spirit. her voice yields to our silences like a faint light that quivers in fear of the shado among the mountains.
and of s and the roaring of lions.”
at night the over the earth from the leaping upon the hills.”
and in the summer heat the reapers say, “ s have you said of beauty.
yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
and beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
it is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
but rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
it is not the image you you e you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
it is not the sap attached to a claarden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
people of orphalese, beauty is life azing at itself in a mirror.
but you are eternity and you are the mirror.
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