Now, “Beauty is what beauty does”
We hear the poets say,
As, “Beauty is what beauty does,”
We all may hope and pray
Our minds to high ideals will rise,
Our bodies hold in sway;
The thoughts within will shine without
Emit the brightest ray,
Of love, and sunshine, faith and truth
Self sacrifice each day.

The souls that speak from out such eyes,
With wondrous beauties shine,
The smiles that hover o’er such lips,
A wealth of love define,
The graceful poise, sweet manners born
Of deeds and truths sublime;
All animation, charm, repose,
Produced from such a mine
Of wealth untold, of gifts so grand,
We see at beauty’s shrine.