How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb that thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls;[ ... ]
Six Vocal Duets
by Wilfred Ellington Bendall (1850 - 1920)
3. How sweet the moonlight  [sung text not yet checked]
- by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in The Merchant of Venice, Act V, Scene I [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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