Of cool sweet dew and radiance mild The moon is a web of a silence weaves In the still garden where a child Gathers the simple leaves Gathers the simple leaves Gaaaaathers......athers... Simple leaves Gather
Be mine, I pray; a waxen ear To shield me from her childish croon And mine a shielded heart for her Who gathers simples of the moon Who gathers simples of the moon Of the moon Of the moon
A moon dew star her hanging hair And moonlight kisses here her young brow And gathering she sing, sing an air Fair as the wave is,fair, art thou!
Be mine, I pray; a waxen ear To shield me from her childish croon And mine a shielded heart for her Who gathers simples of the moon Who gathers simples of the moon Of the moon Of the moon
A moon dew star her hanging hair And moonlight kisses moonlight kisses Here her young brow...