sonnet 16

what is beauty? it is the hidden heart,
the secret of the self — the soul within;
the side of man which is the better part:
that glow and warmth unhid by earthly skin.

what then is beauty? not the charming face,
for oft the shell reveals a rusty core;
instead, ’tis what these mortal eyes can’t trace,
for ’tis the heart that holds it evermore.

true beauty is first felt before beheld;
it is the hidden grandeur of the soul;
the measurer of greatness of the self:
it sets apart the lorldy from the low.

thus beauty is one’s very own self-worth:
the measure of our value and our growth.

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