Stealing softly through the lattice
Language: English
Stealing softly through the lattice, Playing o'er the oaken floor, Is a sweet and dancing moonbeam, Brighter than the shining ore. Moonbeam, tell -- O, tell me whither Thou hast come to this cold earth! Wast thou lured by twilight hither, To play around the social hearth? Wast thou born amid the ether Round sweet Luna's crescent pale? Did she bid thee to come hither, And illumine height and vale? Fairest moonbeam, 'twere much fitter Thou shouldst shine around God's throne, There in beauty e'er to glitter, Lighting angels in their home. Moonbeam, may we like thee ever Strive to be a "shining light," Till we go to live forever In those heavenly regions bright.
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- by Helen A. Pierce , "The moonbeam" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Homer Newton Bartlett (1845 - 1920), "Moonbeams", copyright © 1875 [ voice and piano ], G. Schirmer [sung text not yet checked]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2011-12-22
Line count: 20
Word count: 114