Moonlight North And South

Love, we have heard together          The North Sea sing his tune,     And felt the wind's wild feather          Brush past our cheeks at noon,     And seen the cloudy weather          Made wondrous with the moon.     Where loveliness is rarest,          'Tis also prized the most:     The moonlight shone her fairest          Along that level coast     Where sands and dunes the barest,          Of beauty seldom boast,     Far from that bleak and rude land          An exile I remain     Fixed in a fair and good land,          A valley and a plain     Rich in fat fields and woodland,          And watered well with rain.     Last night the full moon's splendour          Shone down on Taunton Dene,     And pasture fresh and tender,          And coppice dusky green,     The heavenly light did render          In one enchanted scene,     One fair unearthly vision.          Yet soon mine eyes were cloyed,     And found those fields Elysian          Too rich to be enjoyed.     Or was it our division          Made all my pleasure void?     Across the window glasses          The curtain then I drew,     And, as a sea-bird passes,          In sleep my spirit flew     To grey and windswept grasses          And moonlit sands--and you.