Song X. Alone by the Light of the Moon

The day is departed and round from the cloud, The moon in her beauty appears, 'The voice of the Nightingale warbles aloud, The music of love in our ears: Maria, appear now the season so sweet With the beat of the heart is in tune, The time is so tender for lovers to meet, Alone by the light of the moon.

I cannot, when present, unfold what I feel; I sigh—can a lover do more? Her name to the shepherds I never reveal, Yet I think of her all the day o'er. Maria, my love, do you long for the grove? Do you sigh for an interview soon? Does ever a kind thought run on me as you rove, Alone by the light of the moon?

Your name from the shepherds whenever I hear, My bosom is all in a glow; Your voice when it vibrates so sweet through mine ear, My heart thrills—my eyes overflow. Ye pow'rs of the sky, will your bounty divine, Indulge a sond lover his boon? Shall heart spring to heart, and Maria be mine, Alone by the light of the moon.