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Menella Bute Smedley (Менелла Бьют Смедли)

Song (O Moon)

O Moon—said the children—O Moon, that shineth fair,
Why do you stay so far away, so high above us there?
O Moon, you must be very cold from shining on the sea;
If you would come and play with us, how happy we should be!

O children—said the Moon—I shine above your head,
That I may light the ships at night when the sun has gone to bed;
That I may show the beggar-boy his way across the moor,
And bring the busy farmer home to his own cottage-door.
O Moon—said the children—may we shine in your place?
They say that I have sunny hair, and I a sparkling face.
To light the ships and beggar-boys we greatly do desire;
And you might come and warm yourself before the nurs'ry fire!

O children—said the Moon—we have each allotted parts:
'Tis yours to shine by love divine on happy human hearts;
'Tis mine to make the pathway bright of wanderers that roam;
'Tis yours to scatter endless light on those that stay at home!

Menella Bute Smedley’s other poems:

  1. Wooden Legs
  2. The Story of Queen Isabel
  3. The Little White Doe
  4. Two Journeys
  5. The Wedding-Ring

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