Old Moon The
Beautiful old Moon! a sennight ago thou wast young:
Now from west unto east the weight of thy head is hung.
Ah, Moon, Moon! where in the world hast thou been,
To grow so old in a week? What in the world hast thou seen?
And it seems that I hear her say, “Two lovers lay heart to heart,
Only a week ago; and now I have watched them part.”
Only a week ago? To me it seems as a year:
Autumn has gone, and winter has come; and the woods are sere.
Ah, Moon, Moon! When thy head was turned to the west,
There, on the heart of my love, surely my heart had rest!
But now thou hangest thy head to the gleam of the eastern sky;
And I dream and wish I were dead, so restless of heart am I!
Now from west unto east the weight of thy head is hung.
Ah, Moon, Moon! where in the world hast thou been,
To grow so old in a week? What in the world hast thou seen?
And it seems that I hear her say, “Two lovers lay heart to heart,
Only a week ago; and now I have watched them part.”
Only a week ago? To me it seems as a year:
Autumn has gone, and winter has come; and the woods are sere.
Ah, Moon, Moon! When thy head was turned to the west,
There, on the heart of my love, surely my heart had rest!
But now thou hangest thy head to the gleam of the eastern sky;
And I dream and wish I were dead, so restless of heart am I!
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