MOONRISE
Reading edition
I watch the fair moon climb the sky And walk among the stars, As one who walked a garden by And met me at the bars— And it was you, dear heart, drew nigh, And he who waited there was I. And I, ere Spring shall set me free, Shall look on many moons; Yea, I shall look on moon and tree And live my dreamy Junes— But ev’ry moon that I shall see A memory of you will be.