LYRICS She Walks In Beauty
by Lord Byron & Henry Pool
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 gaudy day denies.
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best of dark and bright.
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best, with all that's best,
with all that's best of dark and bright.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
That waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best of dark and bright.
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best, with all that's best,
with all that's best of dark and bright.
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!
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best of dark and bright.
She walks in beauty, like the night
With all that's best, with all that's best,
with all that's best of dark and bright.
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