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THE MOON:

A TALE OF THE IMAGINATION.

BY

⁠⁠Look how the floor of Heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold;—
There's not the smallest orb which thou beholdest,
But in his motion like an Angel sings.

Shakespeare.