The Time Is Come, The Time Is Come

The time is come, the time is come And in to port victorious our ship sails The waters green have silenced their hoarse roar The skies no longer frown by great Jove pacified And by Phoebus’ golden mane full beautified: Cast the oars! Cast the oars! The haven is now found, the voyage stopped, The guerdon got, the workman to his home Now in full happiness to rest returns: And the weary soldier to the welcome hearth We sailors of the world to land return: Cast the oars! Cast the oars! The waters lap in coolness by the shade Of the new-coming russet dusk The night is still away. Yon, yon the hill a welcome beacon burns And there we’ll go to home and to the hearth To a warm plate amidst the children’s leaps And the soft night by crackling fires cheered. We are arrived my friends, we are arrived.