ECHOES IN THE MOONLIGHT. 



MARGUERITE TRACY. 



The growing light of the harvest moon 

 Follows the lingering twilight soon, 



Merrily over the waters blue 



Soundeth a yodle la — la — e— hoo! 



Laughing and calling a merry clan, 

 Laughing and calling as light hearts can, 



Gathers together the whole dear crew 



Summoned by la — e — la la — e — la la — e — hoo! 



Out through the dusk where letters hide, 

 Stealing the fairest of all, they glide; 



Is there a straggler? Call her — do — , 

 Soft and low — la — la — e — hoo! 



Back to the fountain's rippling light, 

 Lingering there till the dusky night 



Scatters them home thro' the falling dew ? 

 Calling and answering la — e — hoo! 



Over the water's glistening play. 

 Over the shadowy, darkening way, 



Floateth and echoeth faint but true, 

 La — e — la la — e — la — e — hoo! 



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