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Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon,
With the old Moon in her arms ;
And I fear,
I fear,

I
The sun is warm, the sky is clear,
The waves are dancing fast and bright,
Blue isles and snowy mountains wear The purple noon's transparent might,

EN have I last looked
The round green eyes and the long wavering
Of the dark leopards of the moon
All the wild witches, those most noble ladies,