Poems of Lord Byron — Volume 3 by Lord Byron, Ernest Hartley Coleridge
Stanzas for Music — There be none of Beauty's daughters
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me: When, as if its sound were causing The charméd Ocean's pausing, The waves lie still and gleaming, And the lulled winds seem dreaming:
And the midnight Moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant's asleep: So the spirit bows before thee, To listen and adore thee; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean.