She walks in beauty like the night"
of cloudless climes and starry skies
and all thats best of dark and bright
meet in her aspect
and her eyes
thus mellowed to that tender light
which heaven to gaudy day denies
one shde the more
one ray the less
and god impare the nameless grace
which lays on every raven tress
or softley showers o'er her face
and on that cheek
and o'er that brow
so soft
so calm
yet elloquent
a mind at peace with all below
a heart
who's love is innocent"