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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nocturne</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The earth, still heavy and warm with afternoon,<br>Dazed by the moon:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The earth, tormented with the moon’s light,<br>Wandering in the night:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">La, La, The moon is a lovely thing to see—<br>The moon is an agony.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Full moon, moon rise, the old old pain<br>Of brightness in dilated eyes,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The ache of still<br>Elbows leaning on the narrow sill,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of motionless cold hands upon the wet<br>Marble of the parapet,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of open eyelids of a child behind<br>The crooked glimmer of the windown blind,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of sliding faint remindful squares<br>Across the lamplight on the rocking-chairs:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why do we stand so late<br>Stiff fingers on the moonlit gate?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why do we stand<br>To watch so long the fall of moonlight on the sand?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What is it we cannot recall?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tormented by the moon’s light<br>The earth turns maundering through the night.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Archibald+MacLeish">Archibald MacLeish</a></strong></div>

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