Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd

Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me

Whispering I love you, before long I die

I have travel'd a long way merely to look on you to touch you

For I could not die till I once look'd on you

For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.

Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe

Return in peace to the ocean my love

I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated