She Walks In Beauty -- Lord Byron (1788-1824)

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 mellowed to that tender light 
 Which heaven to gaudy day denies. 
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 One shade the more, one ray the less, 
 Had half impaired 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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