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Move Eastward, Happy Earth

Alfred Lord Tennyson·1809–1891
Lines:12Movement:Victorian
Move eastward, happy earth, and leaveYon orange sunset waning slow:From fringes of the faded eve,O, happy planet, eastward go:Till over thy dark shoulder glowThy silver sister world, and riseTo glass herself in dewey eyesThat watch me from the glen below. Ah, bear me with thee, lightly borne,Dip forward under starry light,And move me to my marriage-morn,And round again to happy night.