A Night in Florida on the Banks of the Tallahassee.
Copyright, 1881, by Charles F. Pidgin, Cambridge, Mass.
Poem by Geo. E. Hicks. Music by Henry Walden.
Arranged by Chas. F. Pidgin.
Still is the night-in the garden below
Whisper the flowers in the moon's mellow glow;
White rose and blush rose, and passion flower pale,
To the kisses of midnight their perfume exhale.
The moon's bright rays, in a silver maze, fall on the peaceful river;
Each gleam of light, like an arrow white, drawn from a crystal quiver,
They romp And play, in an elfin way, on tree and shrub and flower;
And All the night with a shining light, that drops like a silver shower.
Still is the night-veiled in glimmering gray
Stand the tall poplars that shadow the way;
Far spreads the valley in silvery sheen.
And as for lift the highlands 'neath cloud-land serene.-- Chor.
Waking or sleeping, it haunts like a dream,
Murmuring call of the slow, gliding stream.
Slashing and rippling it wanders along,
From the tangled wild rose comes melodious song.-Chorus.
Under my window a jasmine in bloom
Sends its aroma to float through my room;
Moonlight And fragrance, and silence profound,
Enfold me And thrill me with charms beyond bound.- Chorus.
Highlands nor valley can hide from my sight
Scenes that my heart e'er recalls with delight;
Moonlight nor midnight unuttered can keep
The music I hear when the world is asleep.-Chorus.
Now, through the darkness, it calls me once more,
Bids my heart fly to its beautiful shore;
And, on its tide, to the islands of light
I drift and I dream in the still, summer night- Chorus.