George Gordon, Lord Byron
She Walks in Beauty (1815)

 

She walks in beauty like the night

 

Of cloudless climes and starry skies,

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And all thats best of dark and bright

 

Meet in her aspect and her eyes;

 

Thus mellowed to the tender light

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Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

   
 

One shade the more, one ray the less

 

Had half impaired the nameless grace

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Which waves in every raven tress

 

Or softly lightens oer her face,

 

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

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How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

   
 

And on that cheek and oer that brow

 

So soft, so calm yet eloquent,

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The smiles that win, the tints that glow

 

But tell of days in goodness spent

 

A mind at peace with all below,

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A heart whose love is innocent.