Come O'er the Sea

Come o’er the sea
Maiden! with me
Mine through sunshine, storm, and snows!
Seasons may roll
But the true soul
Burns the same where’er it goes
Let fate frown on, so we love and part not;
'Tis life where thou art, 'tis death where thou art not!
Then come o’er the sea
Maiden! with me
Come wherever the wild wind blows;
Seasons may roll
But the true soul
Burns the same where’er it goes
Is not the sea
Made for the free
Land for courts and chains alone?
Here we are slaves
But on the waves
Love and liberty’s all our own;
No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us
All earth forgot, and all heaven around us!
Then come o’er the sea
Maiden with me
Come wherever the wild wind blows;
Seasons may roll
But the true soul
Burns the same where’er it goes