-Dim vales and shadowy floods -
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can discover
For the tears that drip all over.
Huge moons there wax and wane -
Again-again-again
Every moment of the night
Forever changing places-
And they put out the star-light
With the breath from their pale faces.

-Edgar Allan Poe: Fairy-Land

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