William Wordsworth Night Poems

Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
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------The sky is overcast
With a continuous cloud of texture close,
Heavy and wan, all whitened by the Moon,
Which through that veil is indistinctly seen,
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'Night Speaks'

GRATEFUL is Sleep, my life in stone bound fast;
More grateful still: while wrong and shame shall last,
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