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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER: 4. MOONLIGHT, by DAVID MACBETH MOIR Poet's Biography
First Line: Behold the mountain peaks how sharply lined
Last Line: So breathless is the scene—so hush'd—so still!
Alternate Author Name(s): Delta
Subject(s): Evening; Winter; Sunset; Twilight
First Line: Behold the mountain peaks how sharply lined
Last Line: So breathless is the scene—so hush'd—so still!
Alternate Author Name(s): Delta
Subject(s): Evening; Winter; Sunset; Twilight
BEHOLD the mountain peaks how sharply lined
Against the cloudless orient! while, serene,
The silver Moon, majestic as a queen,
Walks 'mid thin stars, whose lustre has declined.
There is no breath of wind abroad: the trees
Sleep in their stilly leaflessness; while, lost
In the pale, sparkling labyrinths of frost,
The wide world seems to slumber, and to freeze.
'Tis like enchanted fairyland! A chill
Steals o'er the heart, as, gazing thus on night,
Life from our lower world seems pass'd away;
And, in the witchery of the faint moonlight,
Silence comes down to hold perpetual sway;—
So breathless is the scene—so hush'd—so still!
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