University of Virginia - Corks and Curls Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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e6; Eremw The Moon of Morning The lines of ice-Clad mountains curve from shadowed east to ashen south Like time blanched teeth set in a skull that holds the sky caught in its mouth; The distant forests, nearer wolds and slopes that fall from peak and crest Appear andttfade like fantasies Where clinging mist veils drift and rest; The lagging stars move slowly by and deepening darkness dims their Hight, While earth grows weary for the day and faints beneath the palls of night. At last the tarrying sun sends on a pallid one to hear his place. And oier the restless, wind blown clouds the moon of morning spreads her lace; And While into the caverned west the splendid lamps of heaven fall She weaves her silver webs of light to hold the shifting mist in thrall Until the languid-footed Morn the east with trembling glory fills And spills the crimson wine of Dawn upon the vast and snowy hills. JAMES BARDIN. Q 6 1h