Hark! The Vesper Bell Is Stealing
by Thomas Moore
Hark! the vesper bell is stealing
O'er the waters, soft and clear;
Nearer yet and nearer pealing,
Farther now, now farther stealing,
Soft it fades upon the ear.
Now, like moonlight waves retreating
To the shore, it dies along;
Now, like angry surges meeting,
Breaks the mingled tide of song.
Hush! again, like waves, retreating
To the shore, it dies along,
Source:The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore.
Copyright undated, very old
The Walter Scott Publishing Co. Ltd.