Silver lace to lay my path,
Stars with hue of jewels bright
To ever more my footsteps light
Under the cloak of velvet night ---
This magic night, through which I pass...
Moon of pearl and opal gleam,
Shadowed path and rushing stream
Flowing past to shores unseen,
Of which I can only dream -
Such fragile dreams, fleeting and fast...
Oh, such spells do one beguile!
"Softly come, and stay a while,"
The star-song sings; and over miles
And long away, the moon does smile;
Her lovely face and silver cast...
Mirrored gold as silver -- thin
And fine the thread my Moon does spin,
Now let the dance of night begin:
The shadows echo soft compline
In still of night, which long shall last...