Can ye dance with silver moonsteps On the love couch of the sand ? I will sing and play a fairy reel Upon a swany lute A tale of silver sandals And an elf who loved to fish For the twinkles in the evening waves With an oaken dish As ye skip and spin and reel Can ye loose thy velvet band And send thy mane atossing To the kissing of the moon And as ye bid me enter Thine eyes will open love To the allnesss of the smallness And the starry sky above