The harvest-moon - Webb, George J.

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 79143

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2024-02-16

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

All hail! thou lovely queen of night, Bright empress of the sky: The meekness of the silvery light Beams gladness on the gazer’s eye: While from thy peerless throne on high Thou shinenth bright as cloudless morn, And biddest the shades of darkness fly Before the glory, harvest moon. When stillness deep broods o’er the night, And weary laborers rest, How lovely is the scene; how bright The wood, the lawn, the mountain’s breast, When thou, fair moon of harvest, hast Thy radiant glory all unfurled, And sweetly smilest in the west, Far down upon the silent world. Shine on, fair orb of light, and smile, Till autumn’s passed away, And labor hath forgot the toil He bore the summer’s sultry ray: And when the reapers end the day, Tired with the burning heat of noon, They’ll come with spirits light and gay, And bless thee, lovely harvest moon.