Page:Felicia Hemans in The Winter's Wreath 1829.pdf/2



barks met on the deep mid-sea,
 * When calms had still'd the tide;

A few bright days of Summer glee
 * There found them side by side.

And voices of the fair and brave
 * Rose mingling thence in mirth;

And sweetly floated o'er the wave
 * The melodies of earth.

Moonlight on that lone Indian main
 * Cloudless and lovely slept;—

While dancing step, and festive strain
 * Each deck in triumph swept.