She walks in beauty, like the night [Learn from the mistakes of others]

Lord Byron
CLXXIII. "She walks in beauty, like the night"

SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellow'd to that tender light	5
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

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,	10
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,	15
But tell of days in goodness spent,—
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.

Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.

May

good ol' B. my fav poem.... I can't remember who he wrote it about now... but I consol myself that he probably doesn't remember either :)

certainly not in this lifetime ;)

[considered doing a 'net search - bound to be a byron site somewhere that might help you.]

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