1814 

                              SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY

                             by George Gordon Byron








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                    SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY
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            SHE walks in beauty, like the night
              Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
            And all that's best of dark and bright
              Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
            Thus mellow'd to that tender light
              Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
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            One shade the more, one ray the less,
              Had half impair'd the nameless grace
            Which waves in every raven tress,
              Or softly lightens o'er her face;
            Where thoughts serenely sweet express
              How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
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            And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
              So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
            The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
              But tell of days in goodness spent,
            A mind at peace with all below,
              A heart whose love is innocent!
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            June 12, 1814
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