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Move Eastward, Happy Earth
By Lord Alfred TennysonSource: Lord Alfred Tennyson - PoetryDB (Public Domain)60 words
Move eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow: From fringes of the faded eve, O, happy planet, eastward go: Till over thy dark shoulder glow Thy silver sister world, and rise To glass herself in dewey eyes That watch me from the glen below....
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