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<h3><SPAN name="page310"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>AT A LUNAR ECLIPSE</h3>
<p class="poetry"><span class="smcap">Thy</span> shadow, Earth,
from Pole to Central Sea,<br/>
Now steals along upon the Moon’s meek shine<br/>
In even monochrome and curving line<br/>
Of imperturbable serenity.</p>
<p class="poetry">How shall I link such sun-cast symmetry<br/>
With the torn troubled form I know as thine,<br/>
<SPAN name="page311"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>That
profile, placid as a brow divine,<br/>
With continents of moil and misery?</p>
<p class="poetry">And can immense Mortality but throw<br/>
So small a shade, and Heaven’s high human scheme<br/>
Be hemmed within the coasts yon arc implies?</p>
<p class="poetry">Is such the stellar gauge of earthly show,<br/>
Nation at war with nation, brains that teem,<br/>
Heroes, and women fairer than the skies?</p>
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