There comes anew moon twelve times a year,
And when there is none, all is dark and drear.
In which I espy.
And so, too, do I.
A resemblance to womankind very clear.
There comes anew moon twelve times a year,
And when there is none, all is dark and drear.
In which I espy.
And so, too, do I.
A resemblance to womankind very clear.
She changes. she's fickle, she drives men mad,
She comes to bring light and leaves them sad.
So restless wild
But so sweetly mild
That no better companion could be had.
There comes anew moon twelve times a year,
And when there is none, all is dark and drear.
In which I espy.
And so, too, do I.
A resemblance to womankind very clear.
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