No One Like You
My darling Valentine, it’s clear,
I love you more and more each year.
Our love is contentment, happiness too.
Because there’s just no one like you.
Whenever I feel down and blue,
You make me laugh, and I feel new.
Your loving looks turn my heart to goo;
There’s no one, Love, no one like you.
I’m blessed to have your true devotion;
I’m filled with warm and sweet emotion.
You show your love in all you do;
You’re one of a kind–no one like you.
And so, my dearest Valentine,
I’m oh, so glad that you are mine.
Our love is faithful, strong and true.
Sweetheart, there’s just no one like you.
She walks in beauty by Lord Byron
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 mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d 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.
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!
