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….
In honor of National Poetry Month I am going to try and post my favorite snippets throughout April.
I like how this one by Byron just flows, almost like a melody.
Enjoy your week!
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