Exhale the breath of their fragrant balm,
In little Naples by the sea.
The sea responds by day and night,
With a stately choral of life and might;
And when his storms arise and rage,
He spares the hamlet of winsome age,
The modest Naples by the sea.
And many an eve the sun will make
His matchless glories till men awake
To find the sea, the land, the sky