ENVOY
Heart's dearest, what though the storms may brew,
And earth's ways darken for you and me?
The breeze is fair—let us voyage anew,
Where my dream-ship sails o'er the silver sea.
Heart's dearest, what though the storms may brew,
And earth's ways darken for you and me?
The breeze is fair—let us voyage anew,
Where my dream-ship sails o'er the silver sea.