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: 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, She walks, she walks, she walks in beauty Every move is like a song She talks, she talks, and I forget my duty With her is where I belong I Oh oh I oh oh I I I Oh oh I oh oh I I I I Ooo Is like a song I Oh oh I oh oh I I I Oh oh I oh oh I I I I Ooo Where I belong 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; 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, She walks, she walks, she walks in beauty Every move is like a song She talks, she talks, and I forget my duty With her is where I belong I Oh oh I oh oh I I I Oh oh I oh oh I I I I Ooo Is like a song I Oh oh I oh oh I I I Oh oh I oh oh I I I I Ooo Where I belong