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. She walks in beauty… George Gordon Byron William Blake William Shakespeare
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. How do I love thee? Elizabeth Barrett Browning Emily Elizabeth Dickinson Emily Jane Brontë
Loves philosophy. The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by law divine In one anothers being mingle – Why not I with thine? Thomas Hardy Percy Bysshe Shelley Thomas Gray Loves philosophy.