My darling, we sat together, We two, in our frail boat; The night was calm o`er the wide sea Whereon we were afloat. The Specter-Island, the lovely, Lay dim in the moon`s mild glance; There sounded sweetest music, There waved the shadowy dance. It sounded sweeter and sweeter, It waved there to and fro; But we slid past forlornly Upon the great sea-flow.SourceThe script ran 0.006 seconds.
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