The Silvery One
Clear from the deep sky pours the moon Her silver on the heavy dark; The small stars blink. Against the moon the maple bough Flutters distinct her leafy spears; All sound falls weak.... Weak the train's whistle, the dog's bark, Slow steps; and rustling into her nest At last, the thrush. All's still; only earth turns and breathes. Then that amazing trembling note Cleaves the deep wave Of silence. Shivers even that silvery one; Sigh all the trees, even the cedar dark ----O joy, and I.
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"Clear from the deep sky pours the moon..."
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