Poems (Charlotte Allen)/Moonlight
For works with similar titles, see Moonlight.
MOONLIGHT.
The moon shines bright from her starry sphere,The winds are hushed and the sky is clear; No sound is heard 'mid the glorious light,Save the last faint note of the fond "good-night."
All nature is still, not a breeze awake,To ruffle the bosom of the clear blue lake;While the calm, cold ray of moonlight's glow,Spreads cheerily o'er the scene below.
The sparkling gems from their airy height,Emit their rays both pure and bright;But dearer than all, is the moonlight beam,Shedding its light o'er the curling stream.
Shine, brightly shine! thou ray divine,The love of the world, mild orb, is thine;Dear to my soul is thy placid light,Yet, I must away, "good night—good night."