 | The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay |  |
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THE MOONLIGHT DANCE.
I
Come, maidens, come to our merry dance,—Youth and Beauty, come together;
Let young hearts meet
In converse sweet,
At twilight's time, in the summer weather;
By the pale light of the thoughtful moon,
When all is hush'd, save the sighing breeze;
In a still and balmy night of June,
Under the leaves of the linden-trees.
II
There song shall awake its softest tones,Opening all the soul to pleasure;
At silent eve
Our feet shall weave
The jocund dance to its melting measure.
Come, maidens, come, when the night-bird's tune
Is wafted afar on the gentle breeze,
Come to our dance when the watchful moon
Shines through the leaves of the linden-trees.
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