William Wordsworth: True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is be

True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with hea — William Wordsworth

True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.

William Wordsworth

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