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The Eve Of Waterloo
Darkness
Prometheus
She walks in Beauty
And Thou art Dead, as Young and Fair


The Glove
Phantasy - To Laura
Rapture - To Laura
The Secret


Of the Lady Pietra degli Scrovigni
My lady carries love within her eyes
Death, always cruel
Of Beauty and Duty


To Luna
To the Distant One
The Fisherman
The Castle on the Mountain


The Raven
The Lake
Alone
A Dream Within a Dream


On His Blindness
On His Deceased Wife
To the Lady Margaret Ley
Light


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Lord George Byron - 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!