Slowly,Silently,Now The Moon

Slowly,Silently,Now The Moon
Walks The Night In Her Silver Shoon
This Way, And That, She Peers, And Sees,
Silver Fruit Upon Silver Trees
One By One The Casements Catch
Her Beams Beneath The Silvery Thatch
Couched In His Kennel, Like A Log,
With Paws Of Silver Sleeps The Dog
From Their Shadowy Cote The Pink Breasts Peep
Of Doves In A Silver-Feathered Sleep
A Harvest Mouse Goes Scampering By,
With Silver Claws, And Silver Eye
And Moveless Fish In The Water Gleam,
By Silver Reeds In A Silver Stream