Lawrence Hall, HSG
The Moon is Upon Her Throne Tonight
The moon is dressed in her
shining best tonight
With silvering joy and lunar
happiness
Flying and flowing, flung
from her starry wand
Flying and falling upon her
glowing-night realm
We loyal subjects peek
from our windows to see
An argent pageant royal of
beauty and truth
Even in summer the lawn is
a frosty field
For her monthly dance, by
her command
The Lady of the Moon is
our Summer Queen
As she will be, and is,
and ever has been
