I watched the Moon around the House

I watched the Moon around the House
Until upon a Pane
She stopped a Traveller’s privilege for Rest
And there upon

I gazed as at a stranger
The Lady in the Town
Doth think no incivility
To lift her Glass upon

But never Stranger justified
The Curiosity
Like Mine for not a Foot nor Hand
Nor Formula had she

But like a Head a Guillotine
Slid carelessly away
Did independent, Amber
Sustain her in the sky

Or like a Stemless Flower
Upheld in rolling Air
By finer Gravitations
Than bind Philosopher

No Hunger had she nor an Inn
Her Toilette to suffice
Nor Avocation nor Concern
For little Mysteries

As harass us like Life and Death
And Afterwards or Nay
But seemed engrossed to Absolute
With shining and the Sky

The privilege to scrutinize
Was scarce upon my Eyes
When, with a Silver practise
She vaulted out of Gaze

And next I met her on a Cloud
Myself too far below
To follow her superior Road
Or its advantage Blue

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