Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
Mortality below her orb is placed.
The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.
She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.
And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet alway in her proper sphere
She’s mistress of the night.
in this poem Thoreau describes the moon as a beacon that God has placed for him to see where the path of life is leading him. He conveys that even if he travels down the wrong path the moon is still there to lead him back.
this poem is so hot! it’s steamy!
This poem is awsome
well..this poem reminds me of an emperial court.. as the moon as queen ..and all the other planets as subjects in her court..how she shines on her throne
I think people need to explain what this poem really means!!!
this peom was beutiful and flowed like a hand through water
Its a great poem thoreau is romantic and loves nature. This is not a poem where you have to decipher what it is about. It is about how he appreciates the moon and loves everything in nature.