Lord Byron and She Walks in Beauty
Simply known as Lord Byron, AKA George Gordon Byron and born in January 1788; he was an English poet, peer, and politician who became a revolutionary in the Greek War of Independence.
He was considered one of the leading figures of the Romantic Movement and is regarded as one of the greatest English poets, still remaining widely read and influential.
Our Lord Byron was also a bit of a scoundrel. He was described as being flamboyant, notorious and a bit of a celebrity in his era both for his success as a Romantic poet and for his aristocratic excesses. He had financial issues, sex scandals with both women and men and there were rumours of a little incest on the side.
It was said of Lord Byron that he was “mad, bad, and dangerous to know”.
This poem, I Love. It really is a beautiful piece. And regardless of his escapades or lack of dignity, depending on your point of view, for me this really speaks from the heart to the heart.
She Walks in Beauty
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!