| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | II. To the Moon | | By Hugh Peters (1807–1831) |
| | | HAIL, “great Diana,” “virgin Queen of night!” | |
| “Pale, silent orb,” “mild Luna,” new or full, | |
| Crescent or gibbous! if thought not too dull, | |
| List to the prayer of a poor rhyming wight! | |
| Behold thy servant in a piteous plight! | 5 |
| My soul is sad, my coat is growing old; | |
| My heart is heavy, and my heels are cold; | |
| Both in and out I am a sorry sight; | |
| Ideas and ink are gone,—I cannot write,— | |
| And when I could, they said I was a loon | 10 |
| For offering incense at thy shrine, O Moon! | |
| They call me mad, and that unmans me quite: | |
| Regina, hear me! if I ’m not a dunce, | |
| Moonstrike my brain, and make me so at once! | | | | |
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