THE HAPPY ISLANDS.
“Tell me, brother, dearest brother,
Why it is thou aye dost weep?
Why thus, ever listless, sittest
Looking forth across the deep?
“Thy impatient steed is wond’ring
Why his master doth not come,
On his perch thy hawk is sleeping,
E’en thy hound’s deep voice is dumb.
“Yesternight there came a minstrel