The Waning Moon

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Title:     The Waning Moon
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley [More Titles by Shelley]

And like a dying lady, lean and pale,
Who totters forth, wrapped in a gauzy veil,
Out of her chamber, led by the insane
And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
The moon arose up in the murky East,
A white and shapeless mass--

[The end]
Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem: Waning Moon

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