“In the Gloaming.”
On the ocean, oh, my darling,
When it rocks us to and fro,
Don’t you think ’twere better, darling,
We should both go down below?
When the waves are tossing gently,
’Tis a sudden unknown woe
Prompts me once again to ask you,
Would you like to go below?
In the gloaming, oh, my darling,