UNDER THE MOON.
Lips that are flush'd when the morning is new,
And carry their roses the whole day through;
Like the billow-dashed coral, in freshness and hue,
Seem fresher and redder when meeting the dew,
Under the moon.
And carry their roses the whole day through;
Like the billow-dashed coral, in freshness and hue,
Seem fresher and redder when meeting the dew,
Under the moon.
The shades of the summer eve beckon us out,
Tracking and beating the wild woods about;
But freer the footstep and blither the shout,
As homeward we hie while the young owlets flout,
Under the moon.
Tracking and beating the wild woods about;
But freer the footstep and blither the shout,
As homeward we hie while the young owlets flout,
Under the moon.
The robin's sweet note and the lark's matin call
Are spells that e'er hold the warm spirit in thrall;
But the nightingale's warble is clearest of all,
When the sound of its echoing cadences fall,
Under the moon.
Are spells that e'er hold the warm spirit in thrall;
But the nightingale's warble is clearest of all,
When the sound of its echoing cadences fall,
Under the moon.
We may breathe a farewell in a sigh-deepen'd tone,
Yet devotion shall live though the idol be gone;
The heart shall still pant for the well-cherish'd one,
But never so truly as when 'tis alone,
Under the moon.
Yet devotion shall live though the idol be gone;
The heart shall still pant for the well-cherish'd one,
But never so truly as when 'tis alone,
Under the moon.
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