SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY

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 THAT GAUDY DAY DENIES

                 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 POOR, 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,

BUT TELL OF DAYS IN GOODNESS SPENT,

 A MIND AT PEACE WITH ALL BELOW ,

A HEART WHOSE LOVE IS INNOCENT !

       BY " LORD GEORGE GORDON NOEL BYRON "

                                     ( 1788 - 1824 )