Serenely sweet
Added 2021-09-22 09:32:30 +0000 UTCOne shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every golden tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
– from a poem by Lord Byron (1814)
