Thou silver deity of secret night,
Direct my footsteps through the woodland shade;
Thou conscious witness of unknown delight,
The Lover's guardian, and the Muse's aid!
By thy pale beams I solitary rove,
To thee my tender grief confide;
Serenely sweet you gild the silent grove,
My friend, my goddess, and my guide. E'en thee, fair queen, from thy amazing height,
The charms of young Endymion drew;
Veil'd with the mantle of concealing night;
With all thy greatness and thy coldness too.
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, A Hymn to the Moon

Look at that moon. Potato weather for sure.
Thornton Wilder, Our Town

TO THE MOON, Moongazer

Howl's Moving Castle - Merry go round of Life, Grissini Project

F. Chopin: Nocturne in c sharp minor for violin and piano, YuEun Kim, Violin

Beethoven: Moonlight Sonata, Valentina Lisitsa

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