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George Gordon Noel Byron, 6th Baron Byron, was born 22 January 1788 in London. He was born with a club foot, and as a result of his disability, he was raised by his mother in Scotland until he was 10 years old. In 1798 he inherited the title and property of his great uncle. His first known love was Mary Chaworth who ended the relationship because she grew tired of the “lame” boy. The breakup had Byron writing melancholy poetry and ihe eventually he immortalized Mary as the symbol of unattainable love. In 1809 Lord Byron set sail on an adventure that would take him through Spain, Gibraltar, Malta, and Greece. These adventures were said to influence his character as well as his writing style. Lord Byron Married Anne Isabella Milbanke in in 1815 and had a daughter, Agusta Ada, with her prior to their legal separation and his departure from England. Much like his character, Don Juan, Lord Byron was constantly in and out of love, with unavailable women. After a life of numerous affairs and moving about in Italy, Byron accepted an offer to aid in the Greek war for independence. Byron died in Greece on April 19, 1924.
She walks in beauty is a poem inspired by a woman's remarkable beauty. The first stanza of the poem focuses on her external beauty. In lines 1 and 2 of the poem, he compares the way the woman moves to the movement of the starry skies. Byron uses imagery of light and dark as well as the grays in between to describe her beauty, the way the light falls upon her highlighting her features “all that’s best of dark and light”. Byron compares her external beauty to the beauty found in nature “which waves in every raven trees”. In the second and third stanza Byron moves his focus from her external beauty to her intellect and character and the beauty he sees in them.
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
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
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!
George Gordon, Lord Byron
1/22/1788 to 4/19/1924
Tortura
Amor
