Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern American Poetry. 1919.
Richard Le Gallienne18661947August Moonlight
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The rising moon, the cricket’s call,
The August night, and you and I—
What is the meaning of it all!
Or is it one of Nature’s lies,
That net of beauty that she casts
Over Life’s unsuspecting eyes?
For one strange purpose of her own,—
For this the painted butterfly,
For this the rose—for this alone!
And strange reiterated call
Of bird and insect, man and maid,—
Is that the meaning of it all?
And nothing lives except to die—
It is enough—that solemn light
Behind the barns, and you and I.