Thomas D'Arcy McGee - Return lyrics

I have a sea-going spirit haunts my sleep, Not a sad spirit wearisome to follow, Less like a tenant of the mystic deep Than the good fairy of the hazel hollow; Full often at the midwatch of the night I see departing in his silver bark This spirit, steering toward an Eastern light, Calling me to him from the Western dark. "Spirit!" I ask, "say, whither bound away?" "Unto the old Hesperides!" he cries. "Oh, Spirit, take me in thy bark, I pray." "For thee I came, " he joyfully replies; "Exile! no longer shalt thou absent mourn, For I the Spirit am men call--RETURN."