Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.

Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.

O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee!

The progress from infancy to boyhood is imperceptible. In that long dawn of the mind we take but little heed. The years pass by us, one by one, little distinguishable from each other. But when the intellectual sun of our life is risen, we take due note of joy and sorrow.

So mightiest powers buy deepest calms are fed, And sleep, how oft, in things that gentlest be!

Shadows fall on even the brightest hours.

I 'm on the sea! I 'm on the sea! I am where I would ever be, With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoever I go.