J. Augustine Wade

"Meet me by moonlight alone, And then I will tell you a tale Must be told by the moonlight alone, In the grove at the end of the vale! You must promise to come, for I said I would show the night-flowers their queen. Nay, turn not away that sweet head, 'T is the loveliest ever was seen."

"'T were vain to tell thee all I feel, Or say for thee I'd die. Ah, well-a-day, the sweetest melody Could never, never say, one half my love for thee."