I saw the moon so broad and bright
Sailing high on a frosty night:
And the air swung far and far between
The silver disc and the orb of green:
While here and there a wisp of white
Cloud-film swam on the misty light:
And crusted thickly on the sky,
High and higher and yet more high,
Were golden star-points dusted through
The great, wide, silent vault of blue:
Then I said to me, God is good
And the world is fair, and where I stood
I knelt me down and bent my head,
And said my prayers, and went to bed.
Donnybrook (The Rocky Road To Dublin)
James Stephens
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