:: taydellinen auringongpimennys ::

lunar

As when the Sun, new risen,

Looks through the horizontal misty air,

Shorn of his beams, or from behind the Moon,

In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds

On half the nations and with fear of chaos

John Milton- Paradise Lost

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~ by shantam on February 21, 2008.

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