First Line: NO MORE, O MAIDEN VOICES, SWEET AS HONEY, SOFT AS LOVE IS Last Line: WOULD I WERE, AND KNEW NOT CARE, THE SEA-BLUE BIRD OF SPRING!
NO more, O maiden voices, sweet as honey, soft as love is, No more my limbs sustain me. -- A halcyon on the wing Flying o'er the foam-flowers, in the halcyon coveys, Would I were, and knew not care, the sea-blue bird of spring!
