Gently the waves arose and fell, upon old ocean’s breast.
I gazed into the blue above and saw the sun’s rich glow,
I turned, and saw another sun gleam in the blue below,
One fleecy cloud like fairy robe upon the air did ride,
One little cloud, its own fair mate, sailed o’er the glassy tide.
A bright plumed bird was in the sky, its glitt’ring pinions free,
Another tiny bird I saw, for in the azure sea,
Down flew the one, the other up from ocean’s coral floor,
They kissed, then lightly flew away, and they were seen no more.
I almost thought a mermaid’s form would greet my eager view,