MOVE EASTWARD, HAPPY EARTH.

By Alfred, Lord TennysonMove 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 dewy eyesThat watch me from the glen below.

Ah, bear me with thee, smoothly borne,Dip forward under starry light,And move me to my marriage-morn,And round again to happy night.

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