1. Is it the wind of the dawn that I hear

       in the pine overhead?

2. No; but the voice of the deep as it hollows

       the cliffs of the land.

1. Is there a voice coming up with the

       voice of the deep from the strand,

    Once coming up with a Song in the

       flush of the glimmering red?

2. Love that is born of the deep coming

       up with the sun from the sea.

1. Love that can shape or can shatter a

       life till the life shall have fled?

2. Nay, let us welcome him, Love that

       can lift up a life from the dead.

1. Keep him away from the lone little isle.

       Let us be, let us be.

2. Nay, let him make it his own, let him

       reign in it - he, it is he,

    Love that is born of the deep coming

       up with the sun from the sea.