moon-lady's

Updated: May 17, 2025

And in her dreams she sang to the midnight stars, and clasped her bare arms round the moon's white throat, kissing the moon-lady's pale and passionate cheek, till she lost herself in the mysterious eyes, and found herself once more, bathed in cool star-showers, the queen of a tender dream. There sat the abbess, in the only chair, stolid, righteous, imposing.

F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford - Casa Braccio, Volumes 1 and 2