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A LITTLE WRINKLED SOUL OF LOVELINESS by WILLIAM BYRON CHARLES

First Line: SHE WAS A LITTLE WRINKLED SOUL OF LOVELINESS
Last Line: IN YOUTH OR AGE IT BUT REFLECTS THE INNER SELF.
Subject(s): SOUL;
She was a little wrinkled soul of loveliness,
If souls of earth inhabit bodies of their size:
(Souls which were never crumpled by the ugliness
Of life, may not recapture beauty when she flies).

This soul drew lucid rays, convergent in her face,
Disclosing concentrated goodness of her sires,
Reflecting out beyond position, pride and place,
The coals of character at white heat in the fires.

Disarming judgment in evaluating man,
Critic of beauty, she was beauty's aged elf:
Beauty like a new polished gem, is lovely when
In youth or age it but reflects the inner self.



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