| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | II. Heavenly and Earthly Beauty Combined | | By George Gordon Noel, Lord Byron (1788–1824) |
| | | THY cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe, | |
| And yet so lovely that if mirth could flush | |
| Its rose of whiteness with the brightest blush, | |
| My heart would wish away that ruder glow;— | |
| And dazzle not thy deep blue eyes,—but oh! | 5 |
| While gazing on them sterner eyes will gush, | |
| And into mine my mother’s weakness rush, | |
| Soft as the last drops round heaven’s airy bow. | |
| For, through thy long dark lashes, low depending, | |
| The soul of melancholy gentleness | 10 |
| Gleams like a seraph from the sky descending, | |
| Above all pain, yet pitying all distress; | |
| At once such majesty with sweetness blending, | |
| I worship more, but cannot love thee less. | | | | |
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