The beautiful tonight as the moon lies still
In its dreamy space of afar never ending
Each cloud that comes near is like daffodil
In the night of dim hours forever blending
The air in the breeze of the trees high top
Are now buzzing their murmuring on song
With the nearby forest background eavesdrop
In what the moon and wind whisper and long
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