dc.description.transcription | (Oh! The)Lone Starry Hours.Oh! The lone starry hours give me love -When still is the beautiful nightWhen the round laughing moon I see love,Peeps through the clouds silver white.When no winds through the low woods sweep_love,And I gaze on some bright rising star,The world is in dream and sleep love_Then awake while I tuck my guitar.Till the red rosey morn grows bright love_Far away o’er the distant sea.Till the stars cease their gentle lights love.I’ll wait for a welcome from thee;And, Oh! if that pleasure be thine loveWe will wander together afarMy heart shall be thine, thine, minelove_Thenawake while I tuck my guitar.Lone Starry hours | |