%%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!%%
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%%Her hair as dark as midnight
Sleek and wavy, trailing down.
Her skin as pale as moonlight
Projects a silvery glow all around.
The night so cool and quiet,
As the stars twinkle in the sky.
And all of nature stands in awe,
As this beauty passes by%%
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%%Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and messenger of dawn,
Circling above the hamlets as thy nest;
Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form
Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts;
By night star-veiling, and by day
Darkening the light and blotting out the sun;
Go thou my incense upward from this hearth,
And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame%%
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%%That terrible, dry-throated feeling
With tongue so parched it sticks
To the roof of my mouth like putty.
Nothing there to swallow but air.
Then the lovely tinkling of ice
Falling into a glass,
And the steady fizzing sound
Of a stream of soda pouring.
The soothing feel of cold
Glass against my lips.
The blessed wetness
Bathing lips, tongue, and throat%%
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Rain falling with all it's
Patterns bestowed
Watching ground targets
Seeds calling
Root pouting coves
Stretching limbs in weakness
Meeting beginnings
Steepness
Peeking trough
Descriptive stories told...%%
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