The new minnesinger and other poems By Arran Leigh [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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THE CRESCENT MOON.
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THE CRESCENT MOON.
How faint a glow the early moon
Gives to the evening skies!
O love, 'tis like the crescent light
I saw within thine eyes,
Gives to the evening skies!
O love, 'tis like the crescent light
I saw within thine eyes,
When first I looked into their depths,
With troubled heart, to know
If from so slight a promise e'er
Love's golden prime could grow.
With troubled heart, to know
If from so slight a promise e'er
Love's golden prime could grow.
But e'en that faintly-gleaming moon,
Across the blue, behold!
Her fair completion unfulfilled
Hath limned in tenderest gold.
Across the blue, behold!
Her fair completion unfulfilled
Hath limned in tenderest gold.
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And with that little golden ring
A sudden hope doth rise;
I look beyond the crescent light
Of those soft-shining eyes,
A sudden hope doth rise;
I look beyond the crescent light
Of those soft-shining eyes,
And now that I may nearer gaze,
Across their blue I see,
All limned in tenderest lines of love,
My perfect bliss to be.
Across their blue I see,
All limned in tenderest lines of love,
My perfect bliss to be.
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