Walter John De la Mare

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Wide are the meadows of night,

And daisies are shinng there,

Tossing their lovely dews,

Lustrous and fair;

 

And through these sweet fields go,

Wanderers amid the stars --

Venus, Mercury, Uranus, Neptune,

Saturn, Jupiter, Mars.

'Tired in their silver, they move,

And circling, whisper and say,

Fair are the blossoming meads of delight

Through which we stray.

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