She walks in Beauty

            Bt Lord Byron

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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                    5

  Which heaven to gaudy day denies.  

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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.  

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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,           15

  But tell of days in goodness spent,  

A mind at peace with all below,  

  A heart whose love is innocent!