But it passed away, and the waters lay
Once more in their holy sleep,
With the orb so fair still glittering there
In their bosom dark and deep;
When that sweet little maid glanced up and said,
With her smile so fond and free,
“I can tell you how what we've witnessed now
May apply to you and me:
If yon radiant light that adorns the night,
Seem the light of my love for you,