A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits...
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty."
(John Keats--from A Thing of Beauty and Ode on a Grecian Urn)
Keats--one of my favorites! Kitty looks very relaxed.
ReplyDeleteHi Rose. There is something irresistible about Keats and tragic too. I wish I could be as carefree as Kitty. No worries there!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful color of your daylily, gorgeous!!
ReplyDeleteI wish you a weekend so relexed like the Kitty - don' t worry, be happy!!!
Wurzerl
Many thanks, Wurzerl, for your visit and good wishes. I am indeed trying not to worry. I hope you have a wonderful summer.
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