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Context: By one account, on the night of June 11, 1814, Byron attended a party and met the ravishing Mrs. Anne Beatrix Wilmot, who was married to Byron’s cousin Robert John Wilmot. She was wearing a dress of mourning with spangles. Lord Byron wrote She Walks in Beauty as an ode to her purity and gra...
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.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd 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!
Lord Byron released She Walks in Beauty on Sun Jan 01 1815.