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She Walks in Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýOf cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýMeet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýHad half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýOr softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýHow pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýSo soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýBut tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
ÌýÌýÌýÌýÌýA heart whose love is innocent!