#title An Ariette for Music #subtitle To a Lady singing to her Accompaniment on the Guitar #author Percy Bysshe Shelley #SORTtopics poetry #date 1832 #source https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/An_Ariette_for_Music #lang en #pubdate 2020-03-14T23:52:14 As the moon's soft splendour
O'er the faint cold starlight of Heaven
Is thrown,
So your voice most tender
To the strings without soul had then given
Its own.

The stars will awaken,
Though the moon sleep a full hour later,
To-night;
No leaf will be shaken
Whilst the dews of your melody scatter
Delight.

Though the sound overpowers,
Sing again, with your dear voice revealing
A tone
Of some world far from ours,
Where music and moonlight and feeling
Are one.