There be none of Beauty's daughters
Lord Byron
1788 to 1824
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Is thy sweet voice to me:
Like the swell of Summer's ocean.
And the midnight moon is weaving
There be none of Beauty's daughters
The waves lie still and gleaming,
When, as if its sound were causing
As an infant's asleep:
The charmed ocean's pausing,
And like music on the waters
To listen and adore thee;
With a magic like thee;
And the lull'd winds seem dreaming:
Her bright chain o'er the deep;
So the spirit bows before thee,
With a full but soft emotion,
Whose breast is gently heaving,
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