With how sad steps, O Moon thou climb'st the sky

William Wordsworth

1770 to 1850

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But, Cynthia, should to Thee the palm be giv'n,
Unhappy Nuns, whose common breath's a sigh
Where art thou? Thou whom I have seen on high
Should sally forth to keep thee company.
Now up, now down, and sparkling in your glee!
And all the Stars, now shrouded up in heaven,
Which they would stifle, move at such a pace!
Queen both for beauty and for majesty.
"With how sad steps, O Moon thou climb'st the sky.
The Northern Wind, to call thee to the chace,
The power of Merlin, Goddess! this should be
Must blow tonight his bugle horn. Had I
How silently, and with how wan a face!" 
What strife would then be yours, fair Creatures, driv'n
Running among the clouds a Wood-nymph's race?