
I am warned by the ill fate of many philosophers not to attempt a definition of Beauty.
I will rather enumerate a few of its qualities.
We ascribe beauty to that which is simple; which has no superfluous parts; which exactly answers its end; which stands related to all things; which is the mean of many extremes.
It is the most enduring quality, and the most ascending quality.
We say, love is blind, and the figure of Cupid is drawn with a bandage around his eyes.
Blind:—yes, because he does not see what he does not like; but the sharpest-sighted hunter in the universe is Love,
For finding what he seeks, and only that; and the mythologists tell us, that Vulcan was painted lame, and Cupid blind, to call attention to the fact, that one was all limbs, and the other, all eyes.
In true mythology,
Love is an immortal child, and Beauty leads him as a guide: nor can we express a deeper sense than when we say,
Beauty is the pilot of the young soul.







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