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SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY.

I.

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.

II.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace