byThe silken sails are filled with wind,
And with the moon’s blue beams,
And ere the silver mist has thinned,
I board my ship of dreams.
I sail across the seas unknown,
On slumber’s aimless streams,
With stars and silence all alone,
Aboard my ship of dreams.
The sirens of enchanted isles,
With flesh that wetly gleams,
Allure me with resistless wiles,
And tempt my ship of dreams.
But I remain horizon-bound,
Indifferent to their schemes.
Fair lands with golden sunrise crowned
Await my ship of dreams.
I keep my lone and stalwart course,
Past shattered quinquiremes.
And yet I feel a dim remorse
Aboard my ship of dreams—
For I will nevermore return
To realms of men, it seems,
My one companion my own urn,
Aboard my ship of dreams.
