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The sun had sunk and the summer skies
Were dotted with specks of light
That melted soon read more

The sun had sunk and the summer skies
Were dotted with specks of light
That melted soon in the deep moon-rise
That flowed over Groton Height.

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The moon, the moon, so silver and cold,
Her fickle temper has oft been told,
Now shade--now read more

The moon, the moon, so silver and cold,
Her fickle temper has oft been told,
Now shade--now bright and sunny--
But of all the lunar things that change,
The one that shows most fickle and strange,
And takes the most eccentric range,
Is the moon--so called--of honey!

by Thomas Hood Found in: Moon Quotes,
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Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog?

Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog?

by Robert Burton Found in: Moon Quotes,
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Transcendental moonshine.

Transcendental moonshine.

by Unattributed Author Found in: Moon Quotes,
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Such a slender moon, going up and up,
Waxing so fast from night to night,
And swelling read more

Such a slender moon, going up and up,
Waxing so fast from night to night,
And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright,
Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup,
And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.

by Jean Ingelow Found in: Moon Quotes,
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The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.
The airs read more

The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.
The airs that hover in the summer sky
Are all asleep to-night.

by William Cullen Bryant Found in: Moon Quotes,
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Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night.

Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night.

by John Gay Found in: Moon Quotes,
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When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all read more

When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all is mute the Moorish flute,
And nodding guards watch wearily,
On, then let me,
From prison free,
March out by moonlight cheerily.

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The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.

by Jean Ingelow Found in: Moon Quotes,
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