Mountain high, valley low Golden Gate National Park

Nestled high in the lush green hills bordering Lesotho, the Golden Gate National Park, closest to the small town of Clarens, houses exquisite log cabins so peacefully remote and generously boundless, you can hardly believe the grandeur of everything furled out before you. It’s a little like a painting, and  it’s absolutely unbelievable.

 

 

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  1. She Walks in BeautyRelated Poem Content Details
    BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)
    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!

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