Lucy Maud Montgomery

The Bridal

Last night a pale young Moon was wed Unto the amorous, eager Sea; Her maiden veil of mist she wore His kingly purple vesture, he. With her a bridal train of stars Walked sisterly through shadows dim, And, master minstrel of the world, The great Wind sang the marriage hymn. Thus came she down the silent sky Unto the Sea her faith to plight, And the grave priest who wedded them Was ancient, sombre-mantled Night.

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