Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
   Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare.
   Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace,
   And lay them prone upon the earth and cease
   To ponder on themselves, the while they stare
   At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere
   In shapes of shifting lineage; let geese
   Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
   From dusty bondage into luminous air.
   O blinding hour, O holy, terrible day,
   When first the shaft into his vision shone
   Of light anatomized! Euclid alone
   Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they
   Who, though once only and then but far away,
   Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.
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