Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
Lord Byron |
CLXXIII. "She walks in beauty, like the night" |
SHE walks in beauty, like the night | |
Of cloudless climes and starry skies, | |
And all that's best of dark and bright | |
Meets in her aspect and her eyes; | |
Thus mellow'd to that tender light | 5 |
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. |
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