Breezes of land and love
set from living shores to you
on the living sea,
to you O sailors.
And do you carry them swiftly
to the whole world, you sea
Perhaps the tenderest and gratefulest
breath of my heart
has gone, and ever goes,
over the sea gales
O’er the boundless blue
from me to every sea
Consort to every ship that sails,
Saluting, cheerily hailing each mate,
met or pass’d
For companionship and good will
forever to all
