The Trees At Night
Under vague silver moonlight The trees are lovely and ghostly, In the pale blue of the night There are few stars to see. The leaves are green still, but brown-blent: They stir not, only known By a poignant delicate scent To the lonely moon blown. The lonely lovely trees sigh For summer spent and gone: A few homing leaves drift by, Poor souls bewildered and wan.
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"Under vague silver moonlight..."
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