Social Harmony; or, the Cheerful Songster's Companion, Song

When fairies dance round on the grass, Who revel all night in the roun' Then say will you meet me, sweet lass, Alone by the light of the moon? Then say, &c.

First swear you will never deceive The lass you have conquer'd so soon, Nor leave a lost maiden to grieve, Alone, by the light of the moon. Nor leave, &c.

I swear to be constant and true, Nor would I be false for a crown: I'll meet you at twelve on the green, Alone by the light of the moon. I'll meet, &c.

The nightingale perch'd on the thorn, Enchants ev'ry ear with her song, And is glad on the absence of morn, To salute the pale light of the moon. And is, &c.

How sweet is the Jessamine grove! How sweet are the roses in June! More sweet is the language of love. Breath'd forth by the light of the moon. More sweet, &c.