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Moonrise (triolet)

When the moon glows before the sun sets And the scent of honeysuckle hangs in the air Artemis appears as a wispy silhouette When the moon glows before the sun sets Her perfect aim can fill a man with arrows of regret Protector of all maidens fair When the moon glows before the sun sets And the scent of honeysuckle hangs in the air