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MICHAEL VITKOVICS.
THE MOON.
The moon (who hides her face by day) the darkness doth uncover,
Just like the thief—and sad to say, she is just like the lover.
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THE MOON.
The moon (who hides her face by day) the darkness doth uncover,
Just like the thief—and sad to say, she is just like the lover.