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.
 
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.
 
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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Penisbetterthansword
presque 5 ans

I bow to the grace of this poem.

Milton
Environ 5 ans

Amazing poetry ! It dances, it moves !

Parker Jennings
plus de 5 ans

Now I see why Edgar Allen Poe was so entranced by Lord Byron

Leesaan Robertson
presque 7 ans

This poem is awesome and very descriptive. You expressed it well.

Victoria Strohacker
presque 7 ans

this poem is just so descriptive
its just so good i love it

London
presque 7 ans

love her face softly

Cory Garcia
plus de 7 ans

Love this!

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