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 mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies
Lord Byron
He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices
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There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me.
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Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess The might, the majesty of loveliness?
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