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Wanderer that stoop'st so low and com'st so near	A
To human life's unsettled atmosphere	A
Who lov'st with Night and Silence to partake	B
So might it seem the cares of them that wake	B
And through the cottage lattice softly peeping	C
Dost shield from harm the humblest of the sleeping	C
What pleasure once encompassed those sweet names	D
Which yet in thy behalf the Poet claims	D
An idolizing dreamer as of yore	E
I slight them all and on this sea beat shore	E
Sole sitting only can to thoughts attend	F
That bid me hail thee as the Sailor's friend	F
So call thee for heaven's grace through thee made known	G
By confidence supplied and mercy shown	G
When not a twinkling star or beacon's light	H
Abates the perils of a stormy night	H
And for less obvious benefits that find	I
Their way with thy pure help to heart and mind	I
Both for the adventurer starting in life's prime	J
And veteran ranging round from clime to clime	J
Long baffled hope's slow fever in his veins	K
And wounds and weakness oft his labour's sole remains	K
	-
The aspiring Mountains and the winding Streams	L
Empress of Night are gladdened by thy beams	L
A look of thine the wilderness pervades	M
And penetrates the forest's inmost shades	M
Thou chequering peaceably the minster's gloom	J
Guid'st the pale Mourner to the lost one's tomb	J
Canst reach the Prisoner to his grated cell	N
Welcome though silent and intangible	O
And lives there one of all that come and go	P
On the great waters toiling to and fro	P
One who has watched thee at some quiet hour	Q
Enthroned aloft in undisputed power	Q
Or crossed by vapoury streaks and clouds that move	R
Catching the lustre they in part reprove	R
Nor sometimes felt a fitness in thy sway	S
To call up thoughts that shun the glare of day	S
And make the serious happier than the gay	S
	-
Yes lovely Moon if thou so mildly bright	H
Dost rouse yet surely in thy own despite	H
To fiercer mood the phrenzy stricken brain	T
Let me a compensating faith maintain	T
That there's a sensitive a tender part	U
Which thou canst touch in every human heart	U
For healing and composure But as least	V
And mightiest billows ever have confessed	W
Thy domination as the whole vast Sea	X
Feels through her lowest depths thy sovereignty	X
So shines that countenance with especial grace	Y
On them who urge the keel her 'plains' to trace	Y
Furrowing its way right onward The most rude	Z
Cut off from home and country may have stood	A2
Even till long gazing hath bedimmed his eye	B2
Or the mute rapture ended in a sigh	B2
Touched by accordance of thy placid cheer	A
With some internal lights to memory dear	A
Or fancies stealing forth to soothe the breast	W
Tired with its daily share of earth's unrest	W
Gentle awakenings visitations meek	C2
A kindly influence whereof few will speak	C2
Though it can wet with tears the hardiest cheek	C2
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And when thy beauty in the shadowy cave	R
Is hidden buried in its monthly grave	R
Then while the Sailor 'mid an open sea	X
Swept by a favouring wind that leaves thought free	X
Paces the deck no star perhaps in sight	H
And nothing save the moving ship's own light	H
To cheer the long dark hours of vacant night	H
Oft with his musings does thy image blend	F
In his mind's eye thy crescent horns ascend	F
And thou art still O Moon that Sailor's friend	F
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William Wordsworth

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