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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Nature, Moon, Voice
"Ulysses" l. 55 (1842)

All night have the roses heard The flute, violin, bassoon; All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd To the dancers dancing in tune; Till a silence fell with the waking bird, And a hush with the setting moon.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Dance, Moon, Night
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.890, Delphi Classics

The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs the deep.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Moon, Long, Long Day
'Ulysses' (1842) l. 44

For every worm beneath the moon Draws different threads, and late and soon Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Moon, Different, Cocoons
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.474, Delphi Classics

It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Moon, Planets, Rate

The time draws near the birth of Christ; The moon is hid; the night is still; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Christmas, Healing, Moon
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Selected Poetry: A Broadview Anthology of British Literature Edition”, p.116, Broadview Press

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