Summer night, with a moon curving large like a flower of gold,
The sky is still, starry and deep, calm blue;
God created the moon for the night sky to hold,
And so I was born for you.
Regard the orange splendid moon, is not like a water lily hiding its stem,
The sky is colossus, endless stars luminous;
Devine, universal eternity was made for them,
And to-night an eternity is reserved for us.
My face in your eyes by the moon light shows
And mine in your blushed pure face appears
And true plain hearts beneath these faces glow
Where can we find two better hemispheres
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