Herrick, Robert: The Night-piece, to Julia

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,

The shooting stars attend thee ;

And the elves also,

Whose little eyes glow

Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.

No Will-o'-th'-Wisp mislight thee,

Nor snake or slow-worm bite thee ;

But on, on thy way,

Not making a stay,

Since ghost there's none to affright thee.

Let not the dark thee cumber :

What though the moon does slumber ?

The stars of the night

Will lend thee their light

Like tapers clear without number.

Then, Julia, let me woo thee,

Thus, thus to come unto me ;

And when I shall meet

Thy silv'ry feet

My soul I'll pour into thee.