My Bark Is Out Upon The Sea.

My bark is out upon the sea-- The moon's above; Her light a presence seems to me Like woman's love. My native land I've left behind-- Afar I roam; In other climes no hearts I'll find Like those at home. Of all yon sisterhood of stars, But one is true: She paves my path with silver bars, And beams like you, Whose purity the waves recall In music's flow, As round my bark they rise and fall In liquid snow. The fresh'ning breeze now swells our sails! A storm is on! The weary moon's dim lustre fails-- The stars are gone! Not so fades Love's eternal light When storm-clouds weep; I know one heart's with me to-night Upon the deep!