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Moon is sailing o'er the sky, But lonely all, as if she pined For somewhat of companionship, And felt it was in vain she shined:

Earth is her mirror, and the stars Are as the court around her throne; She is a beauty and a queen; But what is this? she is alone.

Is there not one—not one—to share Thy glorious royalty on high?