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Wilde,
Oscar
An Anglo-Irish playwright, novelist, poet, short story writer and Freemason.. Irish writer playwright and poet
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La Fuite De La Lune
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Written by:
Oscar
Wilde
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To outer senses there is peace,
A dreamy peace on either hand
Deep silence in the shadowy land,
Deep silence where the shadows cease.
Save for a cry that echoes shrill
From some lone bird disconsolate;
A corncrake calling to its mate;
The answer from the misty hill.
And suddenly the moon withdraws
Her sickle from the lightening skies,
And to her sombre cavern flies,
Wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.
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