I fold back the sheet, get carefully up, on silent bare feet, in my nightgown, go to the window, like a child, I want to see. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow. The sky is clear but hard to make out, because of the searchlight; but yes, in the obscured sky a moon does float, newly, a wishing moon, a sliver of ancient rock, a goddess, a wink. The moon is a stone and the sky is full of deadly hardware, but oh God, how beautiful anyway.
The Handmaid's Tale Chapter 17 (p. 108)
The moon like a flower In heaven's high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night.
The Complete Prose and Poetry of William Blake
Where, indeed, does the moon not look well? What is the scene, confined or expansive, which her orb does not fallow? Rosy or fiery, she mounted now above a not distant bank; even while we watched her flushed ascent, she cleared to gold, and in a very brief space, floated up stainless into a now calm sky.
Life and Works of The Sisters Bronte Volume III Villette La Terrasse (p. 214)
Burton, Sir Richard
That gentle Moon, the lesser light, the Lover's lamp, the Swain's delight,
A ruined world, a globe burnt out, a corpse upon the road of night.
The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done—
Through the Looking-Glass Tweedledum and Tweedledee (p. 56)
We may hope therefore to find some profit in contemplating for a few moments this land of the skies: and although we may not look for very speedy "annexation," we may possibly gather some facts and ideas which the decree of Truth will annex to the domain of Science.
American Journal of Science On the Volcanoes of the Moon 2nd series, Volume 2, 1846 (p. 336)
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
The moving moon went up the sky, And no where did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside.
The Ancient Mariner Part IV
It was a totally different moon than I had ever seen before. The moon that I knew from old was a yellow flat disk, and this was a huge three-dimensional sphere, almost a ghostly blue-tinged sort of pale white. It didn't seem like a very friendly place or welcoming place. It made one wonder whether we should be invading its domain or not.
In Kevin W. Kelley The Home Planet With Plate 39
...the moon is nothing
But a circumambulating aphrodisiac
Divinely subsidized to provoke the world
Into a rising birth-rate.
The Lady's Not for Burning, A Phoenix Too Frequent and an Essay And Experience ofCritics The Lady's Not for Burning Act III (p. 66)
As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdue shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head.
Book VIII, L. 687
By death the moon was gathered in Long ago, ah long ago; Yet still the silver corpse must spin And with another's light must glow. Her frozen mountains must forget Their primal hot volcanic breath, Doomed to revolve for ages yet, Void amphitheatres of death.
The Captive Shrew Cosmic Death
Jastrow, Robert Newell, Homer E.
The moon is the Rosetta stone of the solar system, and to the student of the origin of the earth and planets, this lifeless body is even more important than Mars and Venus.
The Atlantic Monthly Why Land on the Moon? (p. 43) Volume 211, Number 2; August, 1963
They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
In Tony Palazzo Edward Lear's Nonsense Book The Owl and the Pussycat
Queen of Heaven, fair of face, Undefiled by alien feet; Where the sun's untrammeled heat Meets the cold of outer space; Soon no more the Queen of Night, For your conquest is in sight.
Nature Magazine To the Moon (p. 213) April 1957
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
Saw the moon rise from the water, Rippling, rounding from the water, Saw the flecks and shadows on it, Whispered, "What is that, Nokomis?" And the good Nokomis answered, "Once a warrior very angry, Seized his grandmother and threw her Up into the sky at midnight; Right against the moon he threw her; 'Tis her body that you see there."
The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
To behold the wandering Moon, Riding neer her highest noon, Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Miscellaneous Poems Il Penseroso, L. 67-72
Shelley, Percy Bysshe
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Among the stars that have a different birth,—?
The Complete Poetical Works of Shelley To the Moon
That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.
The Complete Poetical Works of Shelley The Cloud Stanza 4
All night, through archways of the bridged pearl And portals of pure silver, walks the moon.
The Complete Poetical Works of Tennyson
There is no one among you, my brave colleagues, who has not seen the Moon, or at least, heard speak of it.
From Earth to the Moon Chapter II (p. 12)
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