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The Moon and the Pines
Oh, sweet is the hush in the pine tree boughs
And sweet is the breath of the night,
When the earth quiet lies
And the grass waves and sighs,
We are waiting the beautiful moon!
Oh, low moans the dove in the pine tree boughs,
And low moans his mate on her nest,
While the wind whispers low
And the soft waters flow
In the sheen of the pale. Tender moon.
Oh clear shines the light on the pine tree boughs!
Oh, clear shines the light of the moon!
When the clouds softly lie
On the bright eastern sky.
They are bathed in the gleam of the moon.
Oh, dark wave the tops of the pine tree boughs!
Oh, dark wave their tops ‘gainst the sky!
While the earth and the sky
And the soft waters lie
In the light of the beautiful moon.
Helen E. Harrison in Ladies’Home Journal
Welland Telegraph March 1900
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