Book 10 — THE HIDDEN FACE
Reading edition
BERNARD WESTERMANN '08
The moon hath a hidden face and fair,— Never we gaze on its features calm; She gazeth afar on the star-lit air, On star-lighted regions whose breath is balm; But never, ah never, her glance doth show To the world of men in the deeps below.
O love, do you know that there dwells in thee A hiddenest spirit that dreams alway, And never the world can her features see, Of the spirit that shunneth the earthly day? Only I know that she lives, to rise Some day, some night, in your love-lit eyes.
Literary Monthly, 1906.