AIR. [Now, at Moonlight's fairy hour]

AIR. [Now, at Moonlight's fairy hour] Ann Radcliffe (née Ward) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford

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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Radcliffe, Ann Ward, 1764-1823. The Poems of Mrs. Ann Radcliffe. London printed by and for J. Smith, Princes Street 1816 pp. 42-43. 118p. [Radcliffe's poems only, pp. 1-95]

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AIR . [ Now , at Moonlight's fairy hour ] Now , at Moonlight's fairy hour , When faintly gleams each dewy steep , And vale and Mountain , lake and bow'r , In solitary grandeur sleep ; When slowly sinks the evening breeze , That lulls the mind in pensive care , And Fancy loftier visions sees , Bid Music wake the silent air . Bid the merry , merry tabor sound , And with the Fays of lawn or glade , In tripping circlet beat the ground , Under the high trees ' trembling shade . " Now , at Moonlight's fairy hour , " Shall Music breathe her dulcet voice , And o'er the waves , with magic pow'r , Call on Echo to rejoice .