Thursday, March 31, 2011

Mark and Mariah Musingly

She Walks in Beauty
By Lord Byron

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 mellowed to the tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.


One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired 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.


Amy Stachniak said...

Is Mark getting married? Seriously we need to chat!

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