Twas noontide of summer

And it was mid-time of night

Star in their orbits shining

Pale, so pale through the light

I gazed a while



And I turn away to thee, in thy glory afar

Proud Evening Star

And more I admire thy distant fire

Than that golden lonely light



The moon was so much brighter

Than the planets you were slaves

Herself in the Heavens

And with her beam on the waves

I gazed a while



And I turn away to thee, in thy glory afar

Proud Evening Star

And more I admire thy distant fire

Than that golden lonely light



And I turn away to thee, in thy glory afar

Proud Evening Star

And more I admire thy distant fire

Than that golden lonely light