Moonlight In The Mountains

[FANTASIIIA]

"'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
or stooping low are lending.

A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass, and deew-stepped flowers
Wave gently round her head."