She walks in beauty, like the
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender
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 whose love is innocent!

When We Two Parted

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever the years,
Pale grew cheek and cold,
Colder, kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk, chill on my brow,
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
vows are all broken,
And is fame;
I hear name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me...
Why wert so dear?
They know not I knew,
Who knew too well..
Long, long shall I rue,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That could forget,
spirit deceive.
If I should meet
After long years,
How should I greet ?
With silence and tears.