If we could, would you go,
To somewhere unknown, unheard of,
Some place the men do not know,
Some place the map knows not.
Stumbled upon I yester night,
A lovely island stood alone,
An unfound folly of foamy beaches bright,
A glowing emerald among sapphire tides.
There no eyes would see you, but mine,
No other would hear your velvet voice,
You’ll be none’s, but mine,
We’d be one, if you would, go away, with me.