O Tranquil Moon
O tranquil moon! O pitying moon!Put forth thy cool, protecting palms,
And cool their eyes with cooling alms,
Against the burning tears of noon.
O saintly, noiseless-footed nun!
O sad-browed patient mother, keep
Thy homeless children while they sleep,
And kiss them, weeping, every one.EnglishShort Poems
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