THE ANSWER. 

 "That we together may sail, Just as we used to do." Carleton's Ballads. 

"That we together may sail,

Just as we used to do."

Carleton's Ballads.

 And what if I should be kind? And what if you should be true? The old love could never go on, Just as it used to do. 

And what if you should be true?

Just as it used to do.

 The wan, white hands of the waves That smote us swift apart, Will never enclasp again, And draw us heart to heart. 

That smote us swift apart,

And draw us heart to heart.

 The cold, far feet of the tides That trod between us two, Can never retrace their steps, And fall where they used to do. 

That trod between us two,

And fall where they used to do.

 Oh, well the ships must remember, That go down to the awful sea, No keel that chisels the current Can cut where it used to be. 

That go down to the awful sea,

Can cut where it used to be.

 Not a throb of the gloom or the glory That stirs in the sun or the rain, Will ever be that gloom or glory That dazzled or darkened—again. 

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