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White moons may come white moons may go	B
She sleeps where wild wood blossoms blow	B
Nor knows she of the rosy June	C
Star silver flowers o'er her strewn	C
The pearly paleness of the moon	C
Alas how should she know	B
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II	A
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The downy moth at evening comes	D
To suck thin honey from wet blooms	E
Long lazy clouds that swimming high	A
Brood white about the western sky	A
Grow red as molten iron and lie	A
Above the fragrant glooms	E
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III	A
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Rare odors of the weed and fern	F
Dry whisp'rings of dim leaves that turn	F
A sound of hidden waters lone	G
Frothed bubbling down the streaming stone	G
And now a wood dove's plaintive moan	G
Drift from the bushy burne	F
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IV	A
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Her garden where deep lilacs blew	H
Where on old walls old roses grew	H
Head heavy with their mellow musk	I
Where when the beetle's drone was husk	I
She lingered in the dying dusk	I
No more shall know that knew	H
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V	A
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When orchards courting the wan Spring	J
Starred robes of buds around them fling	J
Their beauty now to her is naught	K
Once a sweet passion when she fraught	K
Dark curls with blooms that nodding caught	L
Impulse from the bee's wing	J
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VI	A
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White moons may come white moons may go	B
She sleeps where wildwood blossoms blow	B
Cares naught for fairy fern or weed	M
White wand'rings of the plumy seed	M
Of hart or hind she takes no heed	M
Alas her head lies low	B

Madison Julius Cawein

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