The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon. — Jean Ingelow
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The moon looks upon many night flowers the night flowers see but one moon.

— Jean Ingelow
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