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ㅤㅤ𝐒he 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.
ㅤㅤ𝐎ne shade the more, one ray the less, ℌad half impaired the nameless grace 𝔚hich waves in every tress, 𝔒r softly lightens o’er her face; 𝔚here thoughts serenely sweet express, ℌow pure, how dear their dwelling–place.
ㅤㅤ𝐀nd 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 innocent!
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ㅤㅤ𝐒he 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.
ㅤㅤ𝐎ne shade the more, one ray the less, ℌad half impaired the nameless grace 𝔚hich waves in every tress, 𝔒r softly lightens o’er her face; 𝔚here thoughts serenely sweet express, ℌow pure, how dear their dwelling–place.
ㅤㅤ𝐀nd 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 innocent!
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