She Walks In Beauty - Michael Hoppé

[00:22.44]She walks in beauty, like the night
[00:25.82]Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
[00:28.98]And all that’s best of dark and bright
[00:31.70]Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
[00:35.43]Thus mellowed to that tender light
[00:37.86]Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
[00:41.70]One shade the more, one ray the less,
[00:44.58]Had half impaired the nameless grace
[00:46.90]Which waves in every raven tress,
[00:50.27]Or softly lightens o’er her face;
[00:52.84]Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
[00:55.57]How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
[01:00.55]And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
[01:03.33]So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
[01:06.96]The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
[01:10.67]But tell of days in goodness spent,
[01:13.71]A mind at peace with all below,
[01:16.54]A heart whose love is innocent!
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