Go, nuptial night! the floor of Ocean tressing With moon and star; With benediction go and breathe thy blessing On coasts afar. 

With moon and star;

On coasts afar.

 Hark! the theorbos thrum O'er the arch'd wave that in white smother booms "Mother of Mystery, come! Fain for thee wait other brides, other grooms!" 

O'er the arch'd wave that in white smother booms

Fain for thee wait other brides, other grooms!"

 Go, nuptial night, my breast of hers bereaving! Yet, O, tread soft! Grow day, blithe day, the mountain shoulder heaving More gold aloft! Gold, rose, bird of the dawn, All to her balcony gather unseen— Thrill through the curtain drawn, Bless her, bedeck her, and bathe her, my Queen!  

Yet, O, tread soft!

More gold aloft!

All to her balcony gather unseen—

Bless her, bedeck her, and bathe her, my Queen!

HESPERUS

Down in the street the last late hansoms go Still westward, but with backward eyes of red The harlot shuffles to her lonely bed; The tall policeman pauses but to throw A flash into the empty portico; Then he too passes, and his lonely tread Links all the long-drawn gas-lights on a thread And ties them to one planet swinging low.

Still westward, but with backward eyes of red

The harlot shuffles to her lonely bed;

Then he too passes, and his lonely tread

Links all the long-drawn gas-lights on a thread

O Hesperus! O happy star! to bend O'er Helen's bosom in the trancèd west— To watch the hours heave by upon her breast And at her parted lip for dreams attend: If dawn defraud thee, how shall I be deem'd. Who house within that bosom, and am dreamed?  

O'er Helen's bosom in the trancèd west—

To watch the hours heave by upon her breast

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