Song by David Homan
Poetry by Lord Byron from his poem of the same name

John Cormier, Vocals
Nadav Lev, Guitar

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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!