My Bark is Out Upon the Sea.

My bark is out upon the sea —

The moon's above;

Her light a presence seems to me

Like woman's love.

My native land I've left behind —

Afar I roam;

In other climes no hearts I'll find

Like those at home.

Of all yon sisterhood of stars,

But one is true:

She paves my path with silver bars,

And beams like you,

Whose purity the waves recall

In music's flow,

As round my bark they rise and fall

In liquid snow.

The fresh'ning breeze now swells our 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!