Gray Mist On The Sea, And The Night Coming Down, She Stays With Sorrow In A Far Town. He Goes The Sea-Ways By Channel Lights Dim, Her Love, A True Light, Watches For Him. They Would Be Wedded On A Fair Yesterday, But The Quick Regiment Saw Him Away. Gray Mist In Her Eyes And The Night Coming Down: He Feels A Prayer From A Far Town. He Goes The Sea-Ways, The Land Lights Are Dim; She And An Altar Light Keep Watch For Him.