The Great War

from War: an Ode And Other Poems, an electronic edition

Lady Moonlight

LADY MOONLIGHT, so I deem thee,

For I think some summer night

God amid the stars did dream thee,

Mystical, and pure, and white.

Yea, and Moonlight is the sunlight—-

The reflection of a star,

And all sunlight is the One Light

Of the Love that burns afar.

Lady Moonlight, Sunlight, Starlight,

Howsoever fair thou be,

Fairer is the holy far light

That with love illumines thee.