The eclipse last night was incredible!
The loveliest moon, that ever silver’d o’er | |
A shell for Neptune’s goblet: she did soar | |
So passionately bright, my dazzled soul | |
Commingling with her argent spheres did roll |
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Through clear and cloudy, even when she went | |
At last into a dark and vapoury tent— | |
Whereat, methought, the lidless-eyed train | |
Of planets all were in the blue again. | |
To commune with those orbs, once more I rais’d |
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My sight right upward: but it was quite dazed | |
By a bright something, sailing down apace, | |
Making me quickly veil my eyes and face: | |
Again I look’d, and, O ye deities, | |
Who from Olympus watch our destinies!
Whence that completed form of all completeness? | | Whence came that high perfection of all sweetness? |
---- Keats, from Endymion
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