SONG TO THE MOON.

( From “Lionardo, the Gondolier.” )

Orb of some mighty potent power

In thine exalted sphere,

Thy soft light maketh sweet the hour

Within the fairy woodland bower,

To maidenhood, so dear.

Empress of Night, thy beauteous spell

Superb and matchless given,

Thy light the lover loves so well,

The gentle tale of old to tell

While earth becomes, his Heaven.

Luna, thou goddess of the night,

Chaste harbinger of love,

I feel in thy sweet fairy light

My heart again grow glad and bright,

When thou dost ride above.