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.