All night under the moon Plovers are flying Over the dreaming meadows of silvery light, Over the meadows of June Calling and crying, Wandering voices of love in the hush of the night. All night under the moon Love, though we are lying Quietly under the thatch, in the dreaming light Over the meadows of June Together we are flying, Wandering voices of love in the hush of the night.
Three short songs
Song Cycle by Francis George Scott (1880 - 1958)
1. All night under the moon  [sung text not yet checked]
- by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson (1878 - 1962), "For G.", appears in Friends, first published 1916 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
See other settings of this text.Researcher for this text: Ted Perry
2. Tremulous grey of dusk  [sung text not yet checked]
I. Tremulous grey of dusk, Deepening into the blue, It is the path that leads Ever to you. Child of the dusk, your eyes euietly light my way, uiet as evening stars, Quiet and grey. All the magic of dusk, Tremulous, grey and blue, Gathers into my heart, Quiet for you. II. Child, I thought that we two by some grey sea Went walking very quietly, hand in hand, By a grey sea along a silent strand, And you had turned your eyes away from me To where grey clouds, uplifted mightily, Made on the far horizon a silver land, And I would not recall your eyes to me, Because I knew from your shy clasping hand How joy within your heart, a wanderer long, Outwearied now had come, a nesting bird, And folded there his wings, too glad for song ; And so I knew at last that you had heard Through the long miles of grey sea-folding mist, Soft as the breast of some glad nesting dove, Fiom grey lips grown articulate, twilight-kissed, All the secret of my unuttered love.
- by Seumas O'Sullivan (1879 - 1958), "The path", appears in The Twilight People, first published 1905 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]