Half wrapt in soft, delicious dreams.
Down by the sea the western sky
Is all aglow with rosy light,
The fiery monarch sinks to rest
Enwrapped in fleecy garments bright;
And out upon the crystal waves
The sunset’s rainbowed, tinted dyes
Reflect their glories to the soul,
And charm it with a glad surprise.
Down by the sea—the glorious sea—