No more carols the sweet nightingale

No more carols the sweet nightingale

Stars are gleaming on high o'er the vale

And the moonbeams that peer thro' the trees

Set the dewdrops alight on the leas.

Cool and restful, night lulls all around

Was't a whisper? No there's not a sound;

It was only a leaf falling here

At my feet, that arrested mine ear

There's a spell to the Spring night unknown

in my charm, my beloved, my own!

Ah! fair night, fairer dream, now delay!

Why, O why must you e'ver fade away?