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 ………

Judging a Book by Its Cover

For someone who looks like she has been ripped from a dense hedge, I put far too much importance on appearance; specifically, the appearance of books. Not the state in which it is in, a well read book looks as beautiful to me as a brand new one – I am talking about the jacket. Without even reading a synopsis, I will have jumped to a conclusion on whether or not I will like a ………