Under The April Moon

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Title:     Under The April Moon
Author: Bliss Carman [More Titles by Carman]

Oh, well the world is dreaming
Under the April moon,
Her soul in love with beauty,
Her senses all a-swoon!

Pure hangs the silver crescent
Above the twilight wood,
And pure the silver music
Wakes from the marshy flood.

O Earth, with all thy transport,
How comes it life should seem
A shadow in the moonlight,
A murmur in a dream?

[The end]
Bliss Carman's poem: Under The April Moon

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