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letra de symphonie nocturne en féérie mâjeure - nuit noire

dim vales—and shadowy floods—
and cloudy-looking woods
whose forms we can’t discover
for the tears that drip all over:
huge moons there wax and wane—
again—again—again—
every moment of the night—
forever changing places—
and they put out the star-light
with the breath from their pale faces
about twelve by the moon-dial
one more filmy than the rest
(a kind which, upon trial
they have found to be the best)
comes down—still down—and down
with its centre on the crown
of a mountain’s eminence
while its wide circumference
in easy drapery falls
over hamlets, over halls
wherever they may be—
o’er the strange woods—o’er the sea—
over spirits on the wing—
over every drowsy thing—
and buries them up quite
in a labyrinth of light—
and then, how, deep! —o, deep
is the passion of their sleep
in the morning they arise
and their moony covering
is soaring in the skies
with the tempests as they toss
like—almost any thing—
or a yellow albatross
they use that moon no more
for the same end as before
videlicet, a tent—
which i think extravagant:
its atomies, however
into a shower dissever
of which those b-tterflies
of earth, who seek the skies
and so come down again
(never-contented things!)
have brought a specimen
upon their quivering wings

- nuit noire

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