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The moon put forth a little diamond peakOr tiny point of fairy cimetar.
— Moon
The moon put forth a little diamond peakOr tiny point of fairy cimetar.
Everyone's gone to the Moon.
See yonder fire! It is the moonAnd makes the heart in love with night.
Unmuffle, ye faint stars; and thou fair Moon,And disinherit Chaos.
* * now glow'd the firmamentAnd o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night,A flood of glory bursts from all the skies.
When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?
I thought you understood," he said. "The world is your teacher. It will be all around you. The ocean and the wind and the stars and the moon will all teach you many things.
But how many merry monthes be in the yeere? Next to the merry month of May.
If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicleThat's curded by the frost from purest snow.
How slowLong withering out a young man's revenue.
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,The seasons alter.
It is the very error of the moon:And makes men mad.
The wat'ry star.
...the moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding-places.
The Moon arose: she shone upon the lake,A blacker depth of shade.
And she goes and roams the world at night, and makes sport with men and causes them to emit seed. And wherever men are found sleeping alone in a house, they [these spirits] descend upon them and get hold of them and adhere to them and take desire from them and bear from them. And they also afflict them with disease, and the men do not know it. And all this is because of the diminishing of the moon.
And when Lilith comes and sees that child, she knows what happened, and she ties herself to him and brings him up like all those other sons of Naamah. And she is with him many times, but does not kill him. This is the man who becomes blemished on every New Moon, for she never gives him up. For month after month, when the moon becomes renewed in the world Lilith comes forth and visits all those whom she brings up, and makes sport with them, and therefore that person is blemished at that time.
And on every New Moon that spirit of evil appearance becomes stirred up by Lilith, and at time that man suffers harm from the spirit, and falls to the ground and cannot get up, or even dies.
Soon as the evening shades prevail,Repeats the story of her birth.
The moon is at her full, and riding high, Are all asleep to-night.
Into the sunset's turquoise marge Over the hills and away.
The sun had sunk and the summer skies That flowed over Groton Height.
When the hollow drum has beat to bedMarch out by moonlight cheerily.
How like a queen comes forth the lonely MoonWalking in beauty to her midnight throne!
Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
And hail their queen, fair regent of the night.
On the road, the lonely road, Whistled a foolish tune.
As the moon's fair image quaketh Moves with silent peaceful motion.
Mother of light! how fairly dost thou goWhere hunters never climbed—secure from dread?
The moon, the moon, so silver and cold,Is the moon—so called—of honey!
The stars were glittering in the heaven's dusk meadows,Had flung his golden hook down on the field of stars.
Such a slender moon, going up and up,And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,Goddess, excellently bright!
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests.
The dews of summer night did fall; And many an oak that grew thereby.
Let the air strike our tune,Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.
The moon looksThe brook can see no moon but this.
He should, as he list, be able to prove the moon made of grene cheese.
Hail, pallid crescent, hail!But in the evening, light.
No rest—no dark.Climbs up the desolate blue.
Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone,Wi' the auld moon in hir arme.
Day glimmer'd in the east, and the white MoonHung like a vapor in the cloudless sky.
Again thou reignest in thy golden hall,For tasks well ended ere the season's fall.
The sun was gone now; the curled moon was like a little featherFluttering far down the gulf.
That I could clamber to the frozen moonAnd draw the ladder after me.
Good even, good fair moon, good even to thee;Of the man that true lover of mine shall be.
That orbed maiden, with white fire laden,Whom mortals call the moon.
The young moon has fed With the sunset's fire.
Art thou pale for wearinessThat finds no object worth its constancy?
With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!How silently, and with how wan a face!
Transcendental moonshine.
I with borrow'd silver shine,Ever dancing round the pole.
As like the sacred queen of night,Conducting them to peace and rest.
The crimson Moon, uprising from the sea,With large delight, foretells the harvest near.
Meet me by moonlight alone, 'T is the loveliest ever was seen.
And suddenly the moon withdrawsWrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.
Going to the moon is not a matter of physics but of economics.
It seems the United States can put a man on the moon but it can't solve the ski wax problem.
The moon is a silver pin-head vast,That holds the heaven's tent-hangings fast.
We've been to six places on the moon, the Soviets went to three and they shared their samples with us. That's not a lot of area. Samples given out now for research are very tiny. So if an engineer needs a larger amount to conduct the kinds of experiments engineers do having access to a wide range of materials would be good.
Here men from the planet Earth first set foot upon the Moon, July 1969, A.D. We came in peace for all mankind.
That's one small step for [a] man; one giant leap for mankind.
I think we're going to the moon because it's in the nature of the human being to face challenges.
If the Sun and Moon should doubt,They'd immediately go out.
Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog?
The moon pull'd off her veil of light,With shining horns hung out her light.
He made an instrument to knowAnd prove that she's not made of green cheese.
The devil's in the moon for mischief; theyAnd then she looks so modest all the while!
The silver light, which, hallowing tree and tower, Sheds beauty and deep softness o'er the whole, Breathes also to the heart, and o'er it throws A loving languor which is not repose.
The moonlight flooded that great, silent land. The reaped fields lay yellow in it. The straw stacks and poplar windbreaks threw sharp black shadows. The roads were white rivers of dust. The sky was a deep, crystalline blue, and the stars were few and faint. Everything seemed to have succumbed, to have sunk to sleep, under the great, golden, tender, midsummer moon. The splendour of it seemed to transcend human life and human fate.
The moving Moon went up the sky, And a star or two beside.
There is no dark side of the moon, really. As a matter of fact, it's all dark. The only thing that makes it look light is the sun.
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them; While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain.
Go out of the house to see the moon, and 'tis mere tinsel: it will not please as when its light shines upon your necessary journey.
Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.
He who would see old Hoghton rightMust view it by the pale moonlight.
Also, there will be signs in the sun and moon and stars, and on the earth anguish of nations not knowing the way out because of the roaring of the sea and its agitation. People will become faint out of fear and expectation of the things coming upon the inhabited earth, for the powers of the heavens will be shaken.
