The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light walks the dark hemisphere till she retires;
All through her silent watches, gliding slow,
Her constellations come, and climb the heavens,
and then they quietly go.
~William Cullen Bryant, passage taken from ‘Hymn to the North Star’
The Moon Rises On The Missouri River, North of Blair, NE
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