Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.


Act I, scene iv. - Cato, A Tragedy (1713)


Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.

Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.

Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.

Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.