Ah! My loved one...
Listen!
I shall sing you one more song.
Once -- (Be quiet Dear, it is not long)
There was a boy.
A boy who loved
With all the utter devotion
That only a boy can bring.
And all his cleanliness of spirit--
And all his youth and strength--
And his content and peace--
He gave, to a girl
A girl who was very beautiful.
(Be quiet Adored One, it is not long)
And she -- she laughed
And sent him forth.
She tore his heart and spirit
And maimed his soul -- for their sport,
Her wastrels--
And her white throat quivered as she laughed!
Aye! This white throat I grip!
(Be quiet, Beautiful One, it is not long)
Ah! You quiver ... you choke ... you suffer?
I suffered too in agony of spirit!
(Be very quiet Girl of my Dreams,
it is not long
Now for either one of us!)

The Saturnine Seaman.