Oh! How art thou so firm and steady
That the strongest of the winds shalt not hinder thy body
Yet so vague is thy existence some days
That one hardly recognizes thy face
Oh! Thou shalt be the brightest of all;
But not the brightest in all
My dear, there isn't any need for you to frown,
For I shalt gladly put thou on my crown
As the finest gem in town.
Answer: the moon
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