My Lady Waits For Me.

My lady waits!--'Tis now the hour When morn unbars her gates!-- My vessel glides beneath the tower Where now my lady waits. Her signal flutters from the wall, Above the friendly sea! I life but to obey her call! My lady waits for me. My lady waits--for me she waits, While morning opes her golden gates. My lady waits!--No fairer flower E'er deck'd the floral grove, Than she, the pride of hall and bower, The lady of my love! The eastern hills are flecked with light, The land-breeze curls the sea! By love and truth sustained, for flight, My lady waits for me. My lady waits--for me she waits, While morning opes her golden gates.