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Walter de la Mare - The MothWalter de la Mare - The Moth
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    Isled in the midnight air,     Musked with the dark`s faint bloom,     Out into glooming and secret haunts     The flame cries, `Come!`     Lovely in dye and fan,     A-tremble in shimmering grace,     A moth from her winter swoon     Uplifts her face:     Stares from her glamorous eyes;     Wafts her on plumes like mist;     In ecstasy swirls and sways     To her strange tryst.
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