Chrysaor

Lyrics

Just above yon sandy bar,         As the day grows fainter and dimmer, Lonely and lovely, a single star         Lights the air with a dusky glimmer Into the ocean faint and far         Falls the trail of its golden splendor, And the gleam of that single star         Is ever refulgent, soft, and tender. Chrysaor, rising out of the sea,         Showed thus glorious and thus emulous, Leaving the arms of Callirrhoe,         Forever tender, soft, and tremulous. Thus o'er the ocean faint and far         Trailed the gleam of his falchion brightly; Is it a God, or is it a star         That, entranced, I gaze on nightly!