Look From Thy Lattice, Love.

Look from thy lattice, love— Listen to me! The cool, balmy breeze Is abroad on the sea! The moon, like a queen, Roams her realms above, And naught is awake But the spirit of love. Ere morn's golden light Tips the hills with its ray, Away o'er the waters— Away and away! Then look from thy lattice, love— Listen to me. While the moon lights the sky, And the breeze curls the sea! Look from thy lattice, love— Listen to me! In the voyage of life, Love our pilot will be! He'll sit at the helm Wherever we rove, And steer by the load-star He kindled above! His gem-girdled shallop Will cut the bright spray, Or skim, like a bird, O'er the waters away! Then look from thy lattice, love— Listen to me, While the moon lights the sky, And the breeze curls the sea!