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“	A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases.	”
—Keats, Endymion (1818), vv. 1–2

“	I have but marked the place, But half the secret told, That, following this slight trace, Others may find the gold.	”
—Longfellow, "Prelude" (1870), vv. 13–16