The City In Moonlight
Dear city in the moonlight dreaming, How changed and lovely is your face; Where is the sordid busy scheming That filled all day the market-place? Was it but fancy that a rabble Of money-changers bought and sold, Filling with sacrilegious babble This temple-court of solemn gold? Ah no, poor captive-slave of Croesus, His bond-maid all the toiling day, You, like some hunted child of Jesus, Steal out beneath the moon to pray.
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