I first read this in The Dark Is Rising (Boxed Set) series of books. I loved it and remembered it ever since. And it has been recorded several places such as this : Songs from A. E. Housman's A Shropshire Lad. He wrote some lovely poems.
WHITE in the moon the long road lies,
The moon stands blank above;
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
Still hangs the hedge without a gust,
Still, still the shadows stay:
My feet upon the moonlit dust
Pursue the ceaseless way.
The world is round, so travelers tell,
And straight though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, ’twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
But ere the circle homeward hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
A.E. Housman
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