Fond Chloe

Now the starlight only

Lights thy lover lonely,

Now the moon has wandered

Far away,

Bright'ning other billows,

Whitening other willow

Lighting other rovers,

So they say.

Then to earth's amazement

From thy casement

O'er the climbing roses,

Love incline

Till the golden sunlight,

Till the silver moonlight

In thy glowing glances

Seem to shine.

Ah my love is sleeping,

All her senses steeping

In Elysian fountains,

Fast aswoon.

Hush my harp thy rapture,

If thy chord would capture

Chloe's dreaming fancy,

Change thy tune!

With a softer ditty

Seek her pity,

Stealing through her slumbers

To her heart,

Till at last she waken,

Love's true captive taken,

Blushing, sighing, smiling

'Neath thy art.