IT WAS THE LOVELY MOON
It was the lovely moon — she lifted • ■; Slowly her white brow among Bronze cloud-waves that ebbed and drifted Faintly, faintlier afar. Calm she looked, yet pale ivith ivonder, Sweet in unwonted ihoughtfulness, Watching the earth thai dwindled under Faintly, faintlier afar. .. ..'. ..;. -.-..-. It was the lovely moon that lovelihe Hovered over the ivanderirig, tired Earth, her bosom grey and dovelike -.■■:•:■■■■ Hovering beautiful as a dove. ... The lovely moon:- — her soft light falling Lightly on roof and poplar and pineTree to tree whispering and calling . Wonderful in the silvery shine Of the round, lovely, thoughtful moon. —JOHN FREEMAN.
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Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 119, 24 November 1928, Page 15
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101IT WAS THE LOVELY MOON Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 119, 24 November 1928, Page 15
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