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She Walks in Beauty 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 mellow`d to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impair`d 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!