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The Queen of the Night (Simon Quaglio, 1818)

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"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 mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o’er her face;

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,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!"

— She Walks in Beauty (1814) by Lord Byron

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“Today you are YOU. That is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer than you.”

— Dr. Seuss

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The Beauty of A Woman

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Excerpt from Kató Lomb’s “Polyglot: How I Learn Languages”

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