上海龙凤shlf最新地址Poem: La Fuite De La Lune

To outer senses there is peace,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址A dreamy peace on either hand

Deep silence in the shadowy land,

Deep silence where the shadows cease.

Save for a cry that echoes shrill

上海龙凤shlf最新地址From some lone bird disconsolate;

A corncrake calling to its mate;

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The answer from the misty hill.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And suddenly the moon withdraws

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Her sickle from the lightening skies,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And to her sombre cavern flies,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.