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THE PHILOSOPHER AND HIS MISTRESS

We watch'd the wintry moon
Suffer her full eclipse
Riding at night's high noon
Beyond the earth's ellipse.
The conquering shadow quell'd
Her splendour in its robe:
And darkling we beheld
A dim and lurid globe;
Yet felt thereat no dread,
Nor waited we to see
The sullen dragon fled,
The heav'nly Queen go free.
So if my heart of pain
One hour o'ershadow thine,
I fear for thee no stain,
Thou wilt come forth and shine:
And far my sorrowing shade
Will slip to empty space
Invisible, but made
Happier for that embrace.