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WHEN YON FULL MOON, by            
First Line: When yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars
Last Line: Raves in his windy heights above a cloud.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.


WHEN yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars,
And but one bird makes music in the grove;
When you and I are breathing side by side,
Where our two bodies make one shadow, love;

Not for her beauty will I praise the moon,
But that she lights thy purer face and throat;
The only praise I'll give the nightingale
Is that she draws from thee a richer note.

For, blinded with thy beauty, I am filled,
Like Saul of Tarsus, with a greater light;
When he had heard that warning voice in Heaven,
And lost his eyes to find a deeper sight.

Come, let us sit in that deep silence then,
Launched on love's rapids, with our passions proud,
That makes all music hollow -- though the lark
Raves in his windy heights above a cloud.





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