The Marchioness Of Brinvilliers
He toned the sprightly beam of morning With twilight meek of tender eve, Brightness interfused with softness, Light and shade did weave: And gave to candor equal place With mystery starred in open skies; And, floating all in sweetness, made Her fathomless mild eyes.
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"He toned the sprightly beam of morning..."
This evocative piece by Herman Melville, titled "The Marchioness Of Brinvilliers", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...