Not even a dream of the night had employ in it;
No cloud dimmed the blue;
Then I said: "Shall I miss
My nameless, new bliss?"
When sudden it came
Like lightning, like flame;
And, ah, it was this—
It was you!
"WHEN THE WAR FLEET PUTS TO SEA"
When the war fleet puts to sea,
And the great guns thunder,
Our hearts leap up in glee
And awe and wonder—
When the war fleet puts to sea.
Let it be peace, not war,
The strong ships carry;
Two coasts that stretch afar
Now meet and marry—
Let it be peace, not war.
And let no ill befall!
Be kind, ye fates!
Stern skies preserve them all
In the stormy straits—
O, let no ill befall.
And if dread war shall loom
In far-off days,
Let the shotted cannon boom
In prayer and praise—
If dreadful war shall loom.
