(Moon Poems For The Children/Fairy-Tales For The Children) The Moon'S A Gong, Hung In The Wild, Whose Song The Fays Hold Dear. Of Course You Do Not Hear It, Child. It Takes A Fairy Ear. The Full Moon Is A Splendid Gong That Beats As Night Grows Still. It Sounds Above The Evening Song Of Dove Or Whippoorwill.