The moving Moon went up the sky, And no where did abide; Softly she was going up, And a… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The moving Moon went up the sky, And no where did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside-
The moving Moon went up the sky, And no where did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside-
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