Song.

I     Far over the summer sea,     Ere the white-eyed stars wax pale,     From the groves where a nightingale     Wails a mystical melody,     I turn my ghostly sail         Away, away,     To follow a face I see     Far over the summer sea.     II     Far over the summer sea,     Ere the cliff which highest soars     From the foam re-echoing shores     Reddens all rosily,     Where the witch-white water roars,         Far on, far on,     Thro' the night I follow thee     Far over the summer sea.     III     Far over the summer sea,     When the great gold moon low lies     In the purple-deepened skies     I drift on tearfully     Till a spirit form doth rise         Low down, low down,     'Twixt the orbd moon and me     Far over the summer sea.     IV     Far over the summer sea     With thy foam-cold limbs wound sweet     'Round hair and throat and feet     To slay me utterly;     At each mad, hot heart beat         A kiss, a kiss,     To drain the soul with thee,     Deep, deep in the summer sea.