Ballads of Peace in War

HIS LIGHT

    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.