Six Sets of Five Songs Each for Voice and Pianoforte, Set IV , opus 75

There is peace on the sea to-night
Thought the fish in the white wave:
There is peace among the stars to-night
Thought the sleeper in the grave:
There is peace in my heart to-night
Sighed Love beneath his breath;
For God dreamed in the silence of His might
Amid the earthquakes of death.

The stars wailed when the reed was born,
And heaven wept at the birth of the thorn:
Joy was pluckt like a flower and torn,
For Time foreshadowed Good-Friday Morn.
But the stars laughed like children free
And heaven was hung with the rainbow's glee
When at Easter Sunday, so fair to see,
Time bowed before Eternity.

O come across the grey wild seas,
Said my heart in pain;
Give me peace, give me peace,
Said my heart in pain.
This is the song of the Swan
On the tides of the wind,
The song of the wild Swan
Time out of mind.
O come across the grey wild seas,
O give me a token!
My head is on my knees,
My heart is broken.
This is the song of the Heart
On the tides of Sorrow:
This is the song of my heart
To-day and to-morrow.

The creatures with the shining eyes
That live among the tender grass
See great stars falling down the skies
And mighty comets pass.
Torches of thought within the mind
Wave fire upon the dancing streams
Of souls that shake upon them wind
In rain of falling dreams.
The shrewmouse builds her windy nest
And laughs amid the corn:
She hath no dreams within her breast:
God smiled when she was born.

In the grey gloaming where the white moth flies --
When I, quiet dust on the forgetful wind,
Shall be untroubled by any breath of sighs --
It may be I shall fall like dew upon
The still breath of grey pastures such as these
Wherein I wander now 'twixt dusk and dawn.
See, in this phantom bloom I leave a kiss:
It was given me in fire; now it is grey dust:
Mayhap I may thrill again at the touch of this.