Classic Poem

Sailing on the Sea

" Where is my heart's dearest,
Where can he be? "
" In his tall ship, Marguerite.
Sailing on the sea;
Sailing with a gallant crew,
Winds a-blowing free " —
" Ah! he vowed he soon would come
Home to wed with me! "

" Should he never, Marguerite,
Come back to thee,
Thou canst find another love —
I thy love will be;
Then far away to Indian isles
Let us quickly flee,
Pine no more for truant hearts
Sailing on the sea. "

Flashed her eye in anger,
Proudly turned she
From the muffled cavalier
Bending on his knee;
But away his cloak he flung,
" Marguerite! " cried he —
'T was her lover! whom she thought
Sailing on the sea.English