And roll from night to night.

He's given the sprite of the wild wan sea

The gift of the new-born man,

A soul for ever to bide and be

When the years have filled their span.

When a year was gone and a year was come,.

O loud and loud cried they—

"For the lee-lang year thou hast held us dumb

Take now thy gifts away!"

O loud and lang they cried on him,