"She was humming. The young May moon she's beaming, love." (U8.589)

The song 'The Young May Moon' has Lyrics by Thomas Moore (1779 -1852) in Irish Melodies and Music by William Percy French (1854 – 1920):

''The young May moon is beaming love
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming love
How sweet to rove through Morna's grove
While the drowsy world is dreaming love
Then awake, the heavens look bright my dear
'Tis never too late for delight my dear
And the best of all ways to lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night my dear

Now all the world is sleeping, love.
But the Sage, his star-watch keeping, love,
And I, whose star, More glorious far,
Is the eye from that casement peeping, love.
Then awake! - Till rise of sun, my dear,
The Sage's glass we'll shun, my dear.
Or, in watching the flight
Of bodies of light,
He might happen to take thee for one, my dear."