Every morning I rose to behold the beauty of the little, mist-wreathed lake.

Then it was a joy indeed to behold the beauty of those limpid eyes!

Never again shall you behold the beauty of Heliodore.

Do you behold the beauty and the wisdom here?

Here we may scent the fairest flowers of the South, and behold the beauty of our Northern climes.

Must he close his eyes upon all history before he can behold the beauty of his own cult?

I waited patiently for the mists to clear, so that I might again behold the beauty of my garden.

Even they will manifestly behold the Beauty of God in that world.

Behold the beauties and the wonders of Saturn!

I have grown old here, and my eyes are never tired of beholding the beauties of Nature.

Behold the beauties of war, Harry!

This is the source of the charm we find in beholding the beauties of childhood, rather than the perfection of manhood.

The father of Nelly awoke with the morning light, and called for his lovely daughter to rise and behold the beauties of the morning.

His wish was granted; his effort was over, and his child could now behold the beauties which had so long thrilled his own soul.

It is that our attention may be attracted to the saints above, and that we may by faith behold the beauties of the Celestial city.