What should behoove the moon lover
Who dances in the light of night;
Who tarries under darkened cover
Ever exploring beauteous blight?

Who should implore the deadened door
Of solitude and somnolence
To show ut'whence does light dispense;
What harbors in the depths of dense?

What should behoove the moon lover
To open eyes to darkened skies
And pray to stay another night
Within the depths of all that dies?