[meteorite-list] Service for Moon-Lovers
From: MexicoDoug <mexicodoug_at_meteoritecentral.com>
Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2016 14:46:57 -0400 Message-ID: <1555faffcc1-29fc-17f2_at_webprd-m108.mail.aol.com> "There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold;" "To know the Moon as few men may, one must be just a little fey". The author was an adventurer who arrived in the Alaskan gold rush and worked in a bank there, so he had some stories to tell. I recommend reading some of these to see if you like them, if your wings are ever clipped. Hope the formatting goes through well as this should appear a wall of text. I've given a link at the bottom in case that happens. ...As quiet as a toad I sit And tell my tale of days to it; The tessellated yarn I've spun In thirty spells of star and sun. And the Moon listens pensively, As placid as a lamb to me; Until I think there's just us two In silver world of mist and dew. In all of spangled space, but I To share moon-struck in the sky; Of billion beings I alone To praise the Moon as still as stone. And seal a bond between us two, Closer than mortal ever knew; For as mute masses I intone The Moon is mine and mine alone. ...Until one night the Moon alone Will look upon a graven stone. . . . I wonder will it miss me then, Its lover more than other men? Or will my wistful ghost be there, Down ages dim to stare and stare, On silver nights without a stir-- The Moon's Eternal Worshipper? (R.W. Service, Bar-Room Ballads, 1940) complete verse available at: http://www.robertwservice.com/modules/smartsection/item.php?itemid=334 Kindest wishes, Doug Received on Fri 17 Jun 2016 02:46:57 PM PDT |
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