The Tryst.
The harvest moon in yellow haze Is steeping all the sea and land, Is kindling paths and shining ways Around the hills, across the sand. And there are only thou and I - O sweetheart, I've no eyes to note The glory of the sea and sky, I see a softly rounded throat, A face uplifted, pure and sweet, Two blue eyes filled with trust and love; Enough, the sea sings at our feet, The harvest moon sails just above.
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"The harvest moon in yellow haze..."
This evocative piece by Jean Blewett, titled "The Tryst.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...