Banks of the Blue Moselle

George Herbert Rodwell
Fitz Ball

Poetry by Fitz Ball
Music by George Herbert Rodwell
As sung by Mrs. Keeley

New York: Atwill Publisher, 201 Broadway.

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Lyrics

When the glow worm gilds the Elfin Flow'r,
That clings round the ruind shrine,
Where first we met, when first we lov'd,
And I confess'd me thine,
'Tis there i''l fly to meet thee still,
At sound of vesper bell.
In the starry light, of a simmer night,
In the starry light, of a summer night,
On the banks of the blue Moselle,
On the banks of the blue Moselle,
In the starry light of a summer night,
On the banks of the blue Moselle

If the cares of life should shade thy brow,
Yes yes in our native bow'rs
My Lute and heart might best accord,
To tell of happier hours.
'Yes there I'll sooth thy grief to rest,
Each sigh of sorrow quell.
In the starry light, of a simmer night,
In the starry light, of a summer night,
On the banks of the blue Moselle,
On the banks of the blue Moselle,
In the starry light of a summer night,
On the banks of the blue Moselle