The Dew Did Settle Poem by Christopher Teale

The dew did settle upon the moonlit ground
And the stars did twinkle in the heavens dark
From the still lagoon came the trickling sound
Of a boat moving on the waters dark.
My eyes then spied a white, slender rose
That floated by like a pleasant, passing dream
And although I tried my eyes to close
Too enchanted was I by this dream.
Her skin was fair and her dress was long
And in her eyes was the light of stars
Her mere existence was more beautiful song
Bringing tears to the fairest of stars
Her hair was a like a golden cascade
Waving over her shoulders gentle
Her lips the colour of red cherries were made
Here smile was dear and gentle.
And is now her memory, more dear than gold
More sweet is her memory than flowers
And had I been more bold
She would not be a memory at all