And the moon, she has climbed the steep,
And now through her silver ocean rides
A thousand fathoms deep.
"Like an arrow of light down the milky way,
Straight over the moonlit sea,
With its crimson sails puffed out with wind,
The fleet it sails to thee.
"And the child whom his mother has kissed
good-night,
And the soonest shall fall asleep,