Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go!
They’re seated side by side;
Wave chases wave in pleasant flow;
The bay is fair and wide.
The ripples lightly tap the boat;
Loose! Give her to the wind!
She shoots ahead; they’re all afloat;
The strand is far behind.
No danger reach so fair a crew!
Thou goddess of the...
Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea,
Why takest thou its melancholy voice?
Why with that brooding cry
O’er the waves dost thou fly?
O, rather, bird, with me
Through the fair land rejoice!
Thy flitting form comes ghostly dim and pale,
As driven by a beating storm at sea;
Thy cry is weak and scared,...
