The Moon Spirit
One night I lingered in the wood And saw a spirit-form that stood Among the wildflowers. Like the dew It twinkled; partly wind and scent; Then down a moonbeam there it blew, And like a gleam of water went. Or was it but a dream that grew Out of the wind and dew and scent. Could I have seized it, made it mine, As poets have the thought divine Of Nature, then I too might know, (Like them who once wild magic bound Into their rhymes of long-ago), Such ecstasy of earth around As never yet held heart before Or language for its beauty found.
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