Oh in the deep blue night br The fountain sang alone; br It sang to the drowsy heart br Of a satyr carved in stone. br br The fountain sang and sang br But the satyr never stirred-- br Only the great white moon br In the empty heaven heard. br br The fountain sang and sang br And on the marble rim br The milk-white peacocks slept, br Their dreams were strange and dim. br br Bright dew was on the grass, br And on the ilex dew, br The dreamy milk-white birds br Were all a-glisten too. br br The fountain sang and sang br The things one cannot tell, br The dreaming peacocks stirred br And the gleaming dew-drops fell.