Oh, what a sight, oh, what a sight!
Let fall the sail, oh, let it fall!
Oh, I must with the starry night
and with this beauty fill my soul!
I know not why, – I can't not tell;
but I must stay; – oh dwell, oh dwell!
The waves as music melt in beams
of moonlight by the graceful shore; –
I look, I listen, till it seems
a dream to me, till never more
I can forget, how far I be,
the beautful image by the sea.