Mahi just pouring out feelings and thoughts in this rose-garden of sorrow and joy
You used to be a lamp to nightly eyes,
You are a star right now,
You used to be a rose so fine and nice,
Where is that flower-brow?
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Before my eyes I see a dreamy sight:
Her sleepy look does glaze over the days,
As olden vintage clothing of her sways,
Absent of strength, away from lively might.
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The moon-faces walk by as the rain falls,
Noticed by every eye as the rain falls.
Strangers greet the flowers of art and silk,
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Through all the pleasures and delights,
I saw one moon who took all sights,
Who always shines in days and nights,
In New-York: the Ocean of Lights.
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