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A blush needs no apologies. (Why? Because
Always a blush is spontaneous, uncontrollable; and
If there is any one thing a man likes to see, it is a spontaneous, an uncontrollable action in woman.)
When the man has declared himself hers and hers alone; has given proof of the truth of such declaration; has bound the woman to himself by terms dictated by herself then, but not till then, the woman acts spontaneously and without control; then she blushes. But
Seek not, impulsive masculine lover, to explore too many of the mysteries of this thy feminine helpmeet. Perchance she feels herself so much above thee that she blushes to give the herself. Perchance she regards thee so much a symbol of the god-like, that she blushes for because she is not more worthy. But far more probably she blushes for because she betrays to thee a mortal, a divine and cosmic secret. For
There is a divine and cosmic secret hidden beneath every blush.
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Ah! man, man, peccant, impulsive, passionate man, little knowest thou of the divine and cosmic secret that underlies Love.
To thee, O man, it may be, 't is a momentary flash that irradiates the world, and reveals for a moment a sky above that world;