De river is a-glistenin' in de moonlight, De owl is set'n high up in de tree; De little stars am twinklin' wid a sof' light, De night seems only jes fu' you an' me. Thoo de trees de breezes am a-sighin', Breathin' out a sort o' lover's croon, Der's nobody lookin' or a-spyin', Nobody but de owl an' de moon. Nobody's lookin' but de owl an' de moon, An' de night is balmy; fu' de month is June; Come den, Honey, won't you? Come to meet me soon, W'ile nobody's lookin' but de owl an' de moon. I feel so kinder lonely all de daytime, It seems I raly don't know what to do; I jes keep sort a-longin' fu' de night-time, 'Cause den I know dat I can be wid you. An' de thought jes sets my brain a-swayin', An' my heart a-beatin' to a tune; Come, de owl won't tell w'at we's a-sayin', An' cose you know we kin trus' de moon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1914: 4. THE DEAD by RUPERT BROOKE THE FALL OF HYPERION; A DREAM by JOHN KEATS THE MARRIAGE VOW by LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON A TEAMSTER'S FAREWELL by CARL SANDBURG LITTLE BOATIE'; A SLUMBER SONG FOR THE FISHERMAN'S CHILD by HENRY VAN DYKE INSTRUCTIONS, SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN IN PARIS, FOR THE MOB IN ENGLAND by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK TWILIGHT SYMPHONY by LESLIE ANDERSON |