She walks in Beauty...

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!-- Lord Byron, (George Gordon) The poetry by Lord Byron , indeed an amazing one. Every time i read it, it's skech a very lively image infront of my deep big eyes... Being poetic by nature , i really appreciate it's each n every line. Infact i can feel the way she is mving infront of me... Especially the first four lines , it could be a great start to any poetry or your imaginations.