The freshening breeze now swells the sails,
A storm is on;
The weary moon’s dim lustre fails,
The stars are gone.
Not so fades love’s eternal light
When storm-clouds weep;
I know one heart’s with me to-night
Upon the deep.
The freshening breeze now swells the sails,
A storm is on;
The weary moon’s dim lustre fails,
The stars are gone.
Not so fades love’s eternal light
When storm-clouds weep;
I know one heart’s with me to-night
Upon the deep.