SONG.
A rosary of stars, love! we’ll count them as we go
Upon the laughing waters, that are wandering below,
And we’ll o’er the pearly moon-beam, as it lieth in the sea
In beauty and in glory, like a shadowing of thee!
A rosary of stars, love! a prayer as we glide
And a whisper in the wind, and a murmur on the tide!
And we’ll say a fair adieu to the flowers that are seen,
With shells of silver sown in radiancy between.
A rosary of stars, love! the purest they shall be,