Are tossing wild beneath my bark,
Sweet queller of my bosom’s strife,
Blest haunter of each thought of life.
Dear brightner of my soul’s eclipse,
Sultana of my longing lips,
Queen-fairy of my fairy dreams,
Young Naiad of my soul’s deep streams,
Bright rainbow of life’s stormy day,
Lone palm-tree of my desert way,
Soft dew-drop of my heart’s one flower,