No more

They walked beside the summer sea

And watched the slowly dying sun;

And 'Oh', she said, 'come back to me,

My love, my own, my only one!'

But, while he kissed her fears away,

The gentle waters kissed the shore,

And sadly whisp'ring, seemed to say,

'He'll come no more! He'll come no more!'

Alone beside the autumn sea

She watched the somber death of day;

And 'Oh', she said, remember me,

And love me, darling, far away!'

A cold wind swept the wat'ry gloom,

And, darkly whisp'ring on the shore,

Sighed out the secret of his doom,

'He'll come no more! He'll come no more!'

In peace beside the winter sea

A white grave glimmers to the moon;

And waves are fresh, and clouds are free,

Shrill winds pipe a careless tune.

One sleeps beneath the dark blue wave,

And one on the lonely shore;

But, joined in love, beyond the grave,

They part no more! They part no more!