“Why hast thou nothing in thy face?
Thou idol of the human race,
Thou tyrant of the human heart,
The flower of lovely youth that art.”

—  Robert Seymour Bridges

Eros http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/2933.html, st. 1 (1899). <br class="br">Poetry

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