Sphere and square, and cone and curve, are fashioned by her rules:
Mechanism met her in his forces, fancy caught her in its flittings,
Day is lightened by her eyes, and her eyelids close upon the night.
Beauty is dependence in the babe, a toothless tender nurseling;
Beauty is boldness in the boy, a curly rosy truant;
Beauty is modesty and grace in fair retiring girlhood;
Beauty is openness and strength in pure high-minded youth:
Man, the noble and intelligent, gladdeneth earth with beauty,
And woman's beauty sunneth him, as with a smile from heaven.