Ash commented, "It's pretty good. I like the poet a bit. He was interesting and adventurous." Byron was known for his sexual appetite as well as his ability to write. He quoted the poet's most famous work:
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 mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired 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.
He was looking directly at Lyra as he said it. She was a good fit for the poem in a lot of ways. The dark hair and the bright eyes. He smiled and then reached up to grab another book. This one a collection of more than just one author. An anthology of the Transcendentalists. An interesting movement that occurred at the same time as the Romantics but across the pond.