PHANTOM
Alongthe edge of the great, movingsea—That moaned forever on her barren bars,The old, sad love came back again to me,Moving quietly under the quiet stars.O sad love, do not smile upon me so,Nodding so gently with your littlehead—All the old wonder of your eyes is dead,And the sea-winds have chilled you long ago!
Alongthe edge of the great, movingsea—That moaned forever on her barren bars,The old, sad love came back again to me,Moving quietly under the quiet stars.O sad love, do not smile upon me so,Nodding so gently with your littlehead—All the old wonder of your eyes is dead,And the sea-winds have chilled you long ago!
Alongthe edge of the great, movingsea—That moaned forever on her barren bars,The old, sad love came back again to me,Moving quietly under the quiet stars.
Alongthe edge of the great, movingsea—
That moaned forever on her barren bars,
The old, sad love came back again to me,
Moving quietly under the quiet stars.
O sad love, do not smile upon me so,Nodding so gently with your littlehead—All the old wonder of your eyes is dead,And the sea-winds have chilled you long ago!
O sad love, do not smile upon me so,
Nodding so gently with your littlehead—
All the old wonder of your eyes is dead,
And the sea-winds have chilled you long ago!