Poetry: She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

My poetry posts have been a little bleak of late; have some romance this week instead.

She Walks in Beauty by Lord George Byron

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 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 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!

You can see how the ladies must have swooned! Are you a Byron fan?

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I’m in the position of thinking I’m probably familiar with several of his poems, but couldn’t name any without hints. I do like this one, though.