A poem by Ernest Dowson: The Moon Maiden’s Song

The Moon Maiden’s Song

Sleep! Cast thy canopy
Over this sleeper’s brain,
Dim grow his memory,
When he wake again.

Love stays a summer night,
Till lights of moing come;
Then takes her winged flight
Back to her starry home.

Sleep! Yet thy days are mine;
Love’s seal is over thee:
Far though my ways from thine,
Dim though thy memory.

Love stays a summer night,
Till lights of moing come;
Then takes her winged flight
Back to her starry home.

Eest Dowson