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!

Added: on March 27th, 2006 at 11:06 AM | Viewed: 13340 times | Comments (10)

Poet: Lord Byron
Poem: She Walks In Beauty

Poem of the Day on:
Dec 5 2003

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, She Walks In Beauty, has received 10 comments. Click here to read them, and perhaps post a comment of your own. Of course you can also always discuss poems by Lord Byron with others on the Poetry Connection poetry forum!