Oh, Sweet Fancy

"Oh, sweet Fancy! let her loose;
Every thing is spoilt by use:
Where’s the cheek that doth not fade,
Too much gaz’d at? Where’s the maid
Whose lip mature is ever new?
Where’s the eye, however blue,
Doth not weary? Where’s the face
One would meet in every place?"
-John Keats
Courtney Vogler by Elliot & Erick Jimenez for Material Girl via FashionGoneRogue