mad, bad and dangerous to know
In honor of National Poetry Month, I present to you George Gordon, a.k.a Lord Byron.Â In my early days, when I first got into poetry, Lord Byron, along with several other of the romantic poets, was my hero as much for his poetry as being the bad boy of poetry and a freedom fighter to boot.Â Lady Caroline Lamb described Byron as “mad, bad, and dangerous to know.” (more)
Here’s my favorite Byron poem:
She Walks in Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Â Â Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Â Â Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Â Â Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Â Â Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Â Â Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
Â Â How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
Â Â So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
Â Â But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
Â Â A heart whose love is innocent!
by Lord Byron