I. Oh, to see in the night in a May moon's light A nymph from siren caves, With a crown of pearl, sea-gems in each curl Dance down white, star-stained waves! Oh, to list in the gloam by the pearly foam Of a sad, far-sounding shore The strain of the shell of an ocean belle From caves where the waters roar! With a hollow shell drift up in the moon To sigh in my ears this ocean tune:— II. "Wilt follow, wilt follow to caverns hollow, That echo the tumbling spry? Wilt follow thy queen to islands green, Vague islands of witchery? O follow, follow to grottoes hollow, And isles in a purple sea, Where rich roses twine and the lush woodbine Weaves a musky canopy!" III. Oh, to float in the gloam on the bubbly foam With her lily face above! Oh, to lie in a barque and a wild song hark, And a billow-nymph to love! I'd lie at her feet and my heart should beat To the music of her sighs; But the stars in her face my pa**ion should trace, Unseen all the stars of the skies. IV. Away, away with the witch of spray To her Aidenn islands far; And the blue above, drunk-mad with love, Dance down each singing star. Leave, leave to the heaven its morning star In a cloud of bolted snow, To laugh at the world and herald far Our wedlock and joy below.