The fountain song

Lo, how like silver and like pearls

The fountain flashes high and far,

As if some lovely sprite of air and foam

Were tossing jewels to a star.

Lo, how like moonlit April rain

The fountain sparkles gay and clear,

As if a fairy hand unloosed the sky

In balmy showers falling here.

Lo, how the chiming fairy bells

The tinkling crystal charms the night,

As if the radiant fay were calling us

To love's enchantment, love's delight.