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New moon, he said—the first
I’ve ever seen through glass:
Well, let us hope the worst
Won’t come to pass.
A wheen new moons I’ve seen,
For I am ninety-three,
And never aught between
The moon and me.
She’s bonnie still, said he,
Though something sharp and cold.
We’ll see what we shall see
When she is old.