Edward MacDowell - As the Gloaming Shadows Creep

As the gloaming shadows creep
Through the forest deep
Fra Nightingale sings sweet
Sings sweet through the forest deep
As through the trees the moonbeams sweep
Lo! a maid with eager feet
Seeks in vain her love to greet
Ah sweet, why moan, why moan and weep?
For aye the gloaming shadows creep
And hearts will cease to beat
Still Fra Nightingale sings sweet
Sings sweet when love is deep