Poetry of Moore
Thomas Moore
born 1780, died 1852 |
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Oh, Come To Me When Daylight Sets
Oh, come to me when daylight sets;
Sweet! then come to me,
When smoothly go our gondolets
O'er the moonlight sea.
When Mirth 's awake, and Love begins,
Beneath that glancing ray,
With sound of lutes and mandolins,
To steal young hearts away.
Then, come to me when daylight sets;
Sweet! then come to me,
When smoothly go our gondolets
O'er the moonlight sea.
Oh, then 's the hour for those who love,
Sweet! like thee and me;
When all 's so calm below, above,
In heav'n and o'er the sea.
When maidens sing sweet barcarolles
And Echo sings again
So sweet, that all with ears and souls
Should love and listen then.
So, come to me when daylight sets;
Sweet! then come to me,
When smoothly go our gondolets
O'er the moonlight sea.
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