The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Volume 5 (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SECOND EVENING. SONG. When evening shades are falling O'er Ocean's sunny sleep, To pilgrims' hearts recalling Their home beyond the deep; When, rest o'er all descending, The shores with gladness smile, And lutes, their echoes blending, Are heard from isle to isle, Then, Mary, Star of the Sea We pray, we pray, to thee! The noon-day tempest over, Now Ocean toils no more, And wings of halcyons hover, Where all was strife before. One of the titles of the Virgin: ? " Maria illuminatrix, sive Stella Maris." ? Isidor. Oh thus may life, in closing Its short tempestuous day, Beneath heaven's smile reposing, Shine all its storms away: Thus, Mary, Star of the Sea, We pray, we pray, to thee! On Helle's sea the light grew dim, As the last sounds of that sweet hymn Floated along its azure tide ? Floated in light, as if the lay Had mix'd with sunset's fading ray, And light and song together died. So soft through evening's air had breath'd That choir of youthful voices, wreath'd In many-linked harmony, That boats, then hurrying o'er the sea, Paused, when they reach'd this fairy shore, And linger'd till the strain was o'er. Of those young maids who've met to fleet In song and dance this evening's hours, Far happier now the bosoms beat, Than when they last adorn'd these bowers; For tidings of glad sound had come, At break of day, from the far isles? Tidings like breath of life to some? That Zea's sons would soon wing home, Crown'd with the light of Victory's smiles To meet that brightest of all meeds That wait on high, heroic deeds, When gentle eyes that scarce, for tears, Could trace the warrior's parting track, Shall, like a misty morn that clears, When the long-absent sun appears, Shine out, all bliss, to hail him ba...