Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, br The shooting stars attend thee, br And the elves also, br Whose little eyes glow br Like sparks of fire befriend thee. br br No will-o'th'-wisp mislight thee; br No snake or slow-worm bite thee; br But on, on thy way, br Not making a stay, br Since ghost there's none to affright thee. br br Let not the dark thee cumber; br What through the moon does slumber; br The stars of the night br Will lend thee their light, br Like tapers clear without number. br br Then, Julia, let me woo thee, br Thus, thus to come unto me: br And when I shall meet br Thy silv'ry feet, br My soul I'll pour into thee.