It’s day 6 in my personal challenge to blog every day for a week on Bookstains.
I heard a song ages ago. It was one of those songs which keep going round and round in your head, but try as you may, you just can’t see to remember where it came from! I couldn’t even remember many of the words, which would have at least given me a clue. All I had was the tune – and the words ‘walk’ and ‘beauty’. However Eureka! Here’s where it’s from:-
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 half impaired 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!
This is where I heard that tune that has been going round and round in my head –‘Vanity Fair’ a DVD which I watched ages ago. The poem, written by Lord Byron was penned upon see his cousin Lady Wilmot Horton in a mourning gown. There are many YouTube versions of this poem and also narrations, but this one is the one that I originally heard.
Video from ermachango with thanks
More beautiful poetry here