| Show MOONLIGHT I 1 over umbrageous fields and hills where birds were joyous throughout the day and warbled their brills trills in their own sweet melodious way the moon tho golden turns darkness to an argent noon A ghostly silence fills the earth A hush ot golden strain and sons there Is no single sound of mirth through all the night ion and sott winds quiver through the trees salt with the odors ot the sans S II 11 CITY down shrouded lines of populous streets and boisterous cas lit avenues where 11 lifes litters aud its sweats where 11 ll thit th it lite desires or rues all thul love holds and all it mars wakens or sleeps beneath the stars the moon shines down like somo lar ghost pitiful in ita lender mien pitiful to tho weary host slumber silently unseen A host of eager souls that bear glad hope and tenebrous despair george edgar montgomery in harpers weekly |
