Nocturne

Softly blow lightly O twilight breeze Scarcely bend slightly O silver trees: Night glides slowly down hill ... down stream Bringing a myriad star-twinkling dream.... Softly blow lightly O twilight breeze Scarcely bend slightly O silver trees: Night will spill sleep in your day weary eye While a soft yellow moon steals down the sky.... Softly blow Scarcely bend So ...! Lullaby....