A thing of beauty is a moment's grief;
the kiss of earth is but a fantasy.
For beauty fades and dies without relief,
a perished rose in frail mortality.
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The poem presents an all new interpretation of beauty vis-a-vis the earlier one that recommends 'A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.' Highly thought provoking. Thanks. For beauty fades and dies without relief, The beauty of the world is quenched in death,
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Kind of the flip side of Keats poem. And yes when beauty and strength fade it is a very sad thing.