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"A Flower to the Moon"

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O moon! O moon!
Sailing light of the night,
O beautiful moon;
You glide by so quickly,
Linger awhile, one little while,
Moon, spare just a smile
Out of your white light,
Out of your broad, soft eye;
To beguile this little, low life, me.
There you go, on and on,
Tenderly, widely, over the earth and the sky;
Have pity, sweet pity, upon
Only a lilybud, queen, a white lily;
Yesternight I could peep
At you fair—that was all; half asleep
In my bud life, with scarcely an outlook even;
But to-day I have riven
My prison, and grown,
All the hot afternoon,
So large that I see you, moon—
Beautiful, brave, ay, and pant
For the free air above,
And faint at the scant
Life below.
Is it love that I feel, do I grow
Up to loving and sorrow?

Eliza Keary (1822-1889)

Originally e-mailed on Monday, June 25, 2001 @ 11:01 AM.

Lane Core Jr. CIW P — Sun. 06/25/06 08:18:45 AM
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