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though the Sun had left my sky;

To save me from despair

The blessed Moon arose on high,

And shone serenely there.

I watched her, with a tearful gaze,

Rise slowly o'er the hill,

While through the dim horizon's haze

Her light gleamed faint and chill.

I thought such wan and lifeless beams

Could ne'er my heart repay,

For the bright sun's most transient gleams

That cheered me through the day:

But as above that mist's control

She rose, and brighter shone,

I felt her light upon my soul;

But now—that light is gone!

Thick vapours snatched her from my sight,

And I was darkling left,

All in the cold and gloomy night,

Of light and hope bereft: