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‘O Moon, Large Golden Summer Moon!’
By Mathilde Blind (1841–1896)
O
Hanging between the linden trees,
Which in the intermittent breeze
Beat with the rhythmic pulse of June!
With honey-colored flower of lime,
Sweet now as in that other time
When all my heart was sweet as you!
Works like enchantment in my brain,
Till, shuddering back to life again,
My dead self rises from its tomb.
Its white ghost haunts the moon-white ways;
But when it meets me face to face,
Flies trembling to the grave once more.