With a thread of light the new moon climbs up $(the blue)$ ;
It's not a round wheel as the shadow looks askew .
The while gleaming above the ancient fort beyond ,
She has slunk into the clouds and can hardly be found .
The constellated Milky Way is always bright ;
The frontier mountain pass looms upon the chill site .
The crystalline dew-drops scatter in the little park ;
The clusters of chrysanthemums glisten in the dark .