Like a thousand bright fire-flies,
Dancing where the pond mists rise,
Comes the moonlight o'er the sea,
Comes Diana's light to me.
Like the flash on Dragon's scales,
Where fleece-seeking Jason pales,
Comes the moonlight o'er the sea,
Comes Diana's light to me.
Like the gleams in mermaid's hair,
Watching, sailors to ensnare,
Comes the moonlight o'er the sea,
Comes Diana's light to me.
