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In broad daylight, and at noon, / Yesterday I saw the moon / Sailing high, but faint and white, / As a school-boy's paper kite.
In broad daylight, yesterday, / I read a Poet's mystic lay; / And it seemed to me at most / As a phantom, or a ghost.
But at length the feverish day / Like a passion died away, / And the night, serene and still, / Fell on village, vale, and hill.
Then the moon, in all her pride, / Like a spirit glorified, / Filled and overflowed the night / With revelations of her light.
And the Poet's song again / Passed like music through my brain; / Night interpreted to me / All its grace and mystery.