The Crescent-Moon, The Star Of Love

A poem by William Wordsworth

The Crescent-moon, the Star of Love,
Glories of evening, as ye there are seen
With but a span of sky between
Speak one of you, my doubts remove,
Which is the attendant Page and which the Queen?

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