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The Morning Moon by William Barnes
Twas when the op'ning dawn was still, I took my lonely road, up-hill, Towards the eastern sky, in gloom, Or touch'd with palest primrose bloom; And there the moon, at morning break, Though yet unset, was gleaming weak, And fresh'ning air began to pass All voiceless, over darksome grass, Before the sun Had yet begun To dazzle down the morning moon. By Maycreech hillock lay the cows, Below the ash-trees nodding boughs, And water fell, from block to block Of mossy stone, down Burncleeve rock, By poplar-trees that stood as slim 'S a feather, by the stream's green brim; And down about the mill, that stood Half darken'd off below the wood, The rambling brook From nook to nook Flow'd on beneath the morning moon.
At mother's house I made a stand, Where no one stirr'd with foot or hand; No smoke above the chimney reek'd, No winch above the well-mouth creak'd; No casement open'd out to catch The air below the eaves of thatch; Nor down before her cleanly floor Had open'd back back her heavy door; And there the hatch, With fastened latch Stood close, below the morning moon.
And she, dear soul, so good and kind, Had holden long, in my young mind, Of holy thoughts the highest place Of honour, for her love and grace. But now my wife, to heart and sight, May seem to shine a fuller light; And as the sun may rise to view, To dim the moon, from pale to blue, My comely bride May seem to hide My mother, now my morning moon.
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