Across the Streaming Tide

In autumn when wind and the sea Rejoice to live and laugh to be And scarce the blast the curbs and the tree And bids before it quail and flee In winter when years when the years burn low As fire wherein no firebrands glow And winds dispel as they blow The stormy wings of snow The hearts of western elves burn bright With joy that mocks the spring To hear all heaven's keen clarions ring Music that bids the spirit sing And wind by night in northern lands Arose, and lord it cried And drove the ships from ancient strands Across the streaming tide --- Across the Streaming Tide - Summoning