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I ask no more from mortals Than your beautiful face implies,— The beauty the artist beholding Interprets and sanctifies. Who says that men have fallen, That life is wretched and rough? I say, the world is lovely, And that loveliness is enough. ~ Robert Williams Buchanan ~ ![](//upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/3f/Tudor_Rose.svg/44px-Tudor_Rose.svg.png)
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