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Gle, ide lijepa kao noc kraja Zvjezdanog neba, vedrih klima, Sve najljepse od mraka i sjaja U liku svom i oku ima, Umeksanom svjetlom raja, Sto od neba ga dan ne prima.

Tek sjena jaca, manje zraka - I slabi slast neiskazana U valu njenih uvojaka, I blaga svjetlost, licu dana, Gdje kaze slatka miso svaka Svu draz, cistocu svoga stana.

S tog obraza i ceda snjezna - Sto tiho je, a rijec ne gubi - Smijesci zbore i boja njezna, Da njenu proslost blagost rubi, Da ne zna duh njen zemnih ceznja, A srce njeno cisto ljubi.

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!