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 LADY OF THE MOONLIGHT

EAR Lady of the Moonlight, here we walked, Dim tree-tops arched mysterious overhead Wild shrubs, unseen, about us as we talked Warm fragrance shed.

Great oaks their gnarled boughs triumphant tost In the strange beauty of that summer night The moon in darkest forest tangle lost Was hid from sight.

But soon she netted in her silver snare The woods and pierced their thickets dark and sweet, My heart was taken captive unaware And trembled at thy feet.

Dear Lady of the Moonlight, yet once more This summer night our forest path I seel Thy gentle presence near me as before, Thou dost not speak.

Yet all the beauty of the night firfd s voice To speak of thee! I know thee by my side And in thy love shall to all time rejoice Though thou hast died!