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I watched the Moon around the HouseUntil upon a Pane -- She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for Rest -- And there uponI gazed -- as at a stranger -- The Lady in the TownDoth think no inci
The beautiful and slender young New Moon, In trailing robes of pink and palest blue, Swept close to Venus, and breathed low: 'A boon, A precious boon, I ask, dear friend, of you.''O queen of li
This fact is clear....Both man and womanPrize not what's good, but what's uncommon ;And most delighted still they are,Not with the excellent, but rare,....I could of this give proofs most stable,
Face of the skiespresideover our wonder.Fluorescenttruant of heavendraw us under.Silver, circular corpseyour deceaseinfects us with unendurable ease,touching nerve-terminalsto thermal ici
Son of the moon You are brilliant You are bright We wanted so much to apologize because we didn’t know you that Well before Son of the moon Yes we are both guilty of that Son of the moon We h
What counsel has the hooded moon Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, Of Love in ancient plenilune, Glory and stars beneath his feet -- - A sage that is but kith and kin With the comedian Capuchin?
Yellow moon peeps at meBehind the shadows of the night.Rises slow among the leaves, Spreading eerie yellow light.The oval face stares back at mine, Screams silently, “ Go, leave! ”I need to
Once upon a time I heard That the flying moon was a Phoenix bird; Thus she sails through windy skies, Thus in the willow's arms she lies; Turn to the East or turn to the West In many trees she ma
The Moon, how definite its orb! Yet gaze again, and with a steady gaze-- 'Tis there indeed,--but where is it not?-- It is suffused o'er all the sapphire Heaven, Trees, herbage, snake-like
O Moon, bright Moon, in all thy glory boundThine aspect shall yet soothe the trembling heartFor as thy beauty gleams thus all aroundSuch sweet serenity thou full impartFor there within the darknes
Struggling, and faint, and fainter didst thou wane,O Moon! and round thee all thy starry trainCame forth to help thee, with half-open eyes,And trembled every one with still surprise,That the black
Whether the Turkish new moon minded be To fill his horns this year on Christian coast; How Poles' right king means, with leave of host, To warm with ill-made fire cold Muscovy; If French can yet