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Excerpt from The Weed's Philosophy: And Other Poems
Suspended 'gainst the sky's dark wall. Now Day, her enemy, Has been by countless arrows slain And forced at length to ee.
Or is you shining crescent hung Across Heaven's cloudy bar, Perhaps Diana's silver horn With which she calls each star To wake - and keep close sentinel From distant heights afar' Night reigns supreme, the Earth is dipped In cool and fragrant dews.
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