[MadIvan]

Was Lord Byron thinking of Freeper women back in 1814?

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 mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd 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!

Just a thought.

Regards, Ivan

[Bob J]

Great poem. And they say the Brits have no passion...heheh.

[GretchenEE]

#74, I've always loved that poem. Byron was one kewl dude. But what struck me on this perusal was how nice it is to read a healthy man's vivid appreciation for what was visible in womanhood above the neckline in Byron's day. How nice to know the poem was going to stop short of naming every glorious feature that only a husband or an OB/GYN should find accessible!

[SusanUSA]

Sir,

Re:#74......very nice! ;-)