The Night Bethought Itself To Be Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Night Bethought Itself To Be

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The night bethought itself to be
A full rejected lover of the languid moon
At which a tear it shed, a giant tear
That fell down the mantle of the skies
Like a clean river burning fresh and raw
At which in going down the immense skies
It cooler grew and thawed to a full frost
And thus become a star that shines
When the east wind over the gardens blows.

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