HEBREW MELODIES.*

[Byron never alludes to his share in these Melodies with complacency. Moore having, on one occasion, rallied him a little on the manner in which some of them had been set to music,-"Sunburn Nathan," he exclaims, "why do you always twit me with his Ebrew nasalities? Have I not told you it was all Kinnaird's doing, and my own exquisite facility of temper?"]

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ADVERTISEMENT.

THE subsequent poems were written at the request of my friend, the Hon. D. Kinnaird, for a Selection of Hebrew Melodies, and have been published with the music, arranged by Mr. Braham and Mr. Nathan.

January, 1815.

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HEBREW MELODIES.

SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY.*

I.

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 mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

II.

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;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

* [These stanzas were written by Byron, on returning from a ball, where Lady Wilmot Horton had appeared in mourning with numerous spangles on her dress.]

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