The clouds are scudding across the moon,
A misty light is on the sea;
The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune,
And the foam is flying free.
A Book of Romances, Lyrics, and Songs (ed. 1852)
The clouds are scudding across the moon,
A misty light is on the sea;
The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune,
And the foam is flying free.
A Book of Romances, Lyrics, and Songs (ed. 1852)