She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
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