His Light

Gray mist on the sea, And the night coming down, She stays with sorrow In a far town.

He goes the sea-ways By channel lights dim, Her love, a true light, Watches for him.

They would be wedded On a fair yesterday, But the quick regiment Saw him away.

Gray mist in her eyes And the night coming down: He feels a prayer >From a far town.

He goes the sea-ways, The land lights are dim; She and an altar light Keep watch for him.