She walks in beauty, like the night
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes,
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Lord Byron
Byron's poem is said to have been inspired by the sight of a woman in a black mourning dress with dark spangles contrasting with the soft evening light. I have tried to create a feel of the poem with some black sequins, a piece of black lace and a black feather
She walks in beauty, like the night
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes,
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Lord Byron
Byron's poem is said to have been inspired by the sight of a woman in a black mourning dress with dark spangles contrasting with the soft evening light. I have tried to create a feel of the poem with some black sequins, a piece of black lace and a black feather