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Come o'er the sea, Maiden, with me, Mine through sunshine, storm and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same where'er it goes. Let fate frown on, so we love and part not, 'Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou'rt not.
Sir Walter Scott makes him say: "A scene so wild, so rude as this, Yet so sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering footsteps press, Where'er I happ'd to roam." At dawn next morning we left this wild bay, not without regret, though Dick declared that he felt much happier when he was once more on the open sea.
"To veer how vain! on, onward strain, Brave barks, in light, in darkness too; Through winds and tides one compass guides, To that, and your own selves, be true. "But, O blithe breeze, and O great seas, Though ne'er that earliest parting past, On your wide plain they join again; Together lead them home at last. "One port, methought, alike they sought, One purpose hold where'er they fare.
"And therewith he jumped off the stoop, and went dancing awkwardly down towards the water, singing in a most unmelodious voice, ''Tis home where'er the heart is. "'Oh, he may fall into the water! exclaimed Eunice, in alarm. "'He's not fool enough to do that, said Shelldrake. 'His head is a little light, that's all. The air will cool him down presently.
Silent upon the globe's broad shade I steal, And o'er its dry turf shed the cooling dews, And ev'ry fever'd herb and flow'ret heal, And all their fragrance on the air diffuse. Where'er I move, a tranquil pleasure reigns; O'er all the scene the dusky tints I send, That forests wild and mountains, stretching plains And peopled towns, in soft confusion blend.
"Love your neighbor as yourself," was a motto famed of yore; now it's placed upon the shelf, with about a thousand more; now the child on mother's knee, sees the lovelight in her eyes, while she says: "Where'er you be, boil the germs and swat the flies!"
But for our trusty brother-in-law-and the Abbot, With all the rest of that consorted crew, Destruction straight shall dog them at the heels: Good uncle, help to order several powers To Oxford, or where'er these traitors are: They shall not live within this world, I swear.
For him I'm jealous of my sight and thought; * My heart acts spy upon my thought and sight: Those long-lashed eyelids rain on me their shafts * Guileful, destroying hearts where'er they light: Now, while my portion in the world endures, * Shall I behold him ere I quit world-site? What bear I for his sake I'd hide, but tears * Betray my feelings to the spy's despight.
And when she was seated the queen sang this little song: "From the land of murk and mist Fairy folk are coming To the mead the dew has kissed, And they dance where'er they list To the cricket's thrumming. "Circling here and circling there, Light as thought and free as air, Hear them ciy, 'Oho, oho, As they round the rosey go. "Appleblossom, Summerdew, Thistleblow, and Ganderfeather!
Thou that givest back so many a buried thing, Restorer of forgotten harmonies! Fresh songs and scents break forth where'er thou art What wakest thou in the heart? Too much, oh, then too much! We know not well Wherefore it should be thus, yet, roused by thee, What fond, strange yearnings, from the soul's deep cell, Gush for the faces we no more may see!
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