Answer:
There passed, as a shroud
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee, - The night is changeable
I gazed awhile.
On her cold smile;
Too cold—too cold for me— - Moonlight can be uninviting
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night, - Stars evoke wonder
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