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Silver
by Walter De la Mare
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;1
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Sheet Music
The Songs of John Duke
Composer(s): John Duke
Song(s): The Babe
The Bird
Little Elegy
Loveliest of Trees
February Twilight
A Piper
I Watched The Lady Caroline
Peggy Mitchell
When I Was One-And-Twenty
April Elegy
Elaine
Fragment
The Grunchin' Witch
Here In This Spot With You
I Can't Be Talkin' Of Love
I Carry Your Heart
I Ride The Great Black Horses
The Last Word Of A Bluebird
Shelling Peas
The White Dress
Voice Type: Low
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