Moon beam

Our ships careering through and upon the heaving billows, dashing beds of snowy foam far around, and leaving a broad wake behind, as they sank and rose with the swellings of the sea, and then plunged again furiously on their way—the bright gleaming in the moon beams of the little sail out, while the naked spars above, in the deep rolls of the vessel, swept widely and swiftly in black and clearly defined lines against the sky—all combined in forming a glorious sight for the eye of an enthusiast; […]

He said it was a most lovely thing to watch this silver dance, lit by the moon beams and played for by a little barefoot Lewis boy who had borrowed his grandfather’s fiddle and slipped away to the sea.

Comes Winter again, with its white, foggy shroud, as the sun presses low, mantled heavy with cloud, but on mountain tops bare, I oft sense your grace, shadows silver, in silence, lit by moon beams, your face.