 | Virginalia ; or, songs of my summer nights |  |
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BOAT-SONG.
On the soft flowing wave of that beautiful river
By the light of the Moon we went sailing along;
While the Stars, like thy harp-strings, in Heaven seemed to quiver
In delight to thy touch as my soul to thy song—
Thy song, love! thy song!
While the Stars, like thy harp-strings, in Heaven seemed to quiver
In delight to thy touch, as my soul to thy song.
By the light of the Moon we went sailing along;
While the Stars, like thy harp-strings, in Heaven seemed to quiver
In delight to thy touch as my soul to thy song—
Thy song, love! thy song!
While the Stars, like thy harp-strings, in Heaven seemed to quiver
In delight to thy touch, as my soul to thy song.
On the love-lighted wave of that river we glided,
Like the young crescent Moon on the calm ether-sea;
When her Chariot of light through the Heavens is guided
By one lone little Star, like my soul, love! by thee—
By thee, love! by thee!
When her Chariot of light through the Heavens is guided
By one lone little Star, like my soul, love! by thee!
Like the young crescent Moon on the calm ether-sea;
When her Chariot of light through the Heavens is guided
By one lone little Star, like my soul, love! by thee—
By thee, love! by thee!
When her Chariot of light through the Heavens is guided
By one lone little Star, like my soul, love! by thee!
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