The Moon Lay Hidden Beneath A Cloud

The Moon Lay Hidden Beneath a Cloud (styled The Moon lay hidden beneath a Cloud) was an Austrian musical duo composed of Albin Julius and Alzbeth. Their music reflected their deep fascination with myriad aspects of European medievalism including ritual, clerical chants and the daily experience of the peasantry.

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    “They are as neat as a wallet,
    opening and closing on their coins,
    the quarters, the nickels,
    straight into the crapper.
    Why shouldn’t I pull down my pants
    and moon the executioner....”
    —Anne Sexton (1928–1974)

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    And driven the hamadryad from the wood
    To seek a shelter in some happier star?
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    A vapor sometimes like a bear or lion,
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