She walked in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best in full moonlight

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd her nameless grace
Which waved in every raven tress,
Or softly lightened every face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express

And on those cheeks, and o'er those brows,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
The minds at peace with all below,
The love in heart with jasmine scent!