WAKE UP, SWEET MELODY.

Wake up, sweet melody!

Now is the hour

When young and loving hearts

Feel most thy power,

One note of music, by moonlight's soft ray —

Oh,‘ tis worth thousands heard coldly by day.

Then wake up, sweet melody!

Now is the hour

When young and loving hearts

Feel most thy power.

Ask the fond nightingale,

When his sweet flower

Loves most to hear his song,

In her green bower?

Oh, he will tell thee, thro’ summer-nights long,

Fondest she lends her whole soul to his song.

Then wake up, sweet melody!

Now is the hour

When young and loving hearts

Feel most thy power.