The Moon, how definite its orb! (fragment)


The Moon, how definite its orb!
Yet gaze again, and with a steady gaze
‘Tis there indeed, but where is it not?
It is suffused o’er all the sapphire Heaven,
Trees, herbage, snake-like stream, unwrinkled Lake,
Whose very murmur does of it partake
And low and close the broad smooth mountain
Is more a thing of Heaven than when
Distinct by one dim shade and yet undivided from the universal cloud
In which it towers, finite in height.


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The Moon, how definite its orb! (fragment)