I beseech Thee, Come Back

The moon shines bright In such a night as this When the sweet wind gently Kisses the trees and they make no sound In such a night. In such a night as this I stood with a willow in hand Upon the wild sea banks And waved my love to come back again. How the moonlight sleeps Upon this bank! Here we will sit And let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; Soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, my love, Look how the floor of heaven Is thick with patens of gold. Such harmony is only in immortal souls. Such harmony is only in immortal love.