She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless
> climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark
> and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus
> mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy
> day denies.
> One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half
> impair'd the nameless graceWhich waves in every
> raven tress,Or softly lightens o'er her face;Where
> thoughts serenely sweet expressHow 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,But tell of days in goodness spent,A mind
> at peace with all below,A heart whose love is
> innocent!
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