Category: Writers Block
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 that tender light which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, had 1/2 impaired the nameless grace which waves in ever raven tress, or softly lightens o'er her face; where thoughts serenely express how pure ,how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek ,and o'er that brow,so soft, so calm, yet eloquent.