| The Pilgrim's Tale |
| Beauty things sing to me As a chorus As a flock the wild seas Sway before us Hail as a hand is my mail The thrush is my love And the whale is a snail Sailors dance in a trance On the ocean Fairy lights in her eyes Tame the water With the morn we mount and ride Pilgrims of summer The swift is our guide Dazzle dawn man Mouthed with a smile Caution cloud lord Stay for a while You make us smile. |