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"Beauty", by John Masefield
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Have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills :: Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: ::  I have seen the lady April bring in the daffodils, :: Bringing the springing grass and soft warm April rain. :: I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea, :: And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships; :: But the loveliest things of beauty God ever showed to me :: Are her voice, and her hair, and her eyes, and the dear red curve of her lips.