Gee Gordon Byron
She walksbeauty, like the night
Of cloudless clis and starry skies,
And all thats best of dark and bright
Meether asped her eyes,
Th llowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the ore, one ray the less,
Had half ipaired the naless grace
Which wavesevery raven tress,
Or softly lightens over her face,
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwellg pce.
And on that cheek, and over that brow
So soft, so cal, yet eloquent,
The siles that , the tts that glow.
But tell of daysgoodness spent,
A d at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is .