A ship in sail,a blooming flower,a town at night,a lovely poem,leaf shadows,a child's grace,the starry skies,apple trees in spring-the thought of beauty-these are the drops of rain that keep the human spirit from death by draught.They are a stealing and silent refreshment that we perhapsdo not think about but which goes on all the time.Beauty is the smile on the earth's face,open to all,and needs but the eyes to see,mood to understand.
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