To me, through every season dearest;
In every scene, by day, by night,
Thou, present to my mind appearest
A quenchless star, forever bright;
My solitary sole delight:
Where'er I am, by shore—at sea—
I think of thee.

When Thou at Eve art Roaming, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).