See yonder fire! It is the moon
slow rising o'er the eastern hill.
It glimmers on the forest tips,
and thru the dewy foliage drips
in little rivulets of light,
and makes the heart in love with the night. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
slow rising o'er the eastern hill.
It glimmers on the forest tips,
and thru the dewy foliage drips
in little rivulets of light,
and makes the heart in love with the night. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow