Today I have chosen Lord Byron because he had such a rich vocabulary and wrote such beautiful poetry, especially when talking about love and beautiful people, which got him into a lot of trouble in his brief thirty-six years of life. Here is a link to full-text version another of his very famous unfinished poems, Don Juan, which was a witty satire and based on his travels to Italy. Here is an interesting article from 2002 about the real reason he had to flee England in the late 1810s.
She Walks in Beauty
George Gordon Byron, 1788 – 1824
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!