Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume III/Moonlight
For works with similar titles, see Moonlight.
CHAPTER XXXI.
THE DUEL.
The moonlight falleth lovely over earth;
And strange, indeed, must be the mind of man
That can resist its beautiful reproach.
How can hate work like fever in the soul
With such entire tranquillity around?
Evil must be our nature to refuse
Such gentle intercession.
Blanchard’s title is:
MOONLIGHT