A Maori Serenade.

He.
‘ When queenly rides the moon above,1
                           
                           And softly falls the dew ;2
                           
                           Across the wave to thee, my love,3
                           
                           I’ll steer the light canoe.’4
                           The watchful maid his coming spied ;5
                           
                           Into the bark she came ;6
                           
                           While drifting gaily down the tide,7
                           
                           He thus avowed his flame.8
                           ‘ How roguish yonder stars, my dear,9
                           
                           Are twinkling in the sky !10
                           
                           Yet none our tale of love can hear11
                           
                           But only thou and I.12
                           ‘ Serenely sails the moon above,13
                           
                           Across the liquid blue ;14
                           
                           So, gently down Life’s waters, love,15
                           
                           We’ll steer the light canoe.’16
                           She.
‘ Man ever was inconstant known.17
                           
                           Should I be called away18
                           
                           To where beyond the stars ’tis shewn19
                           
                           We find eternal day ;20
                           ‘ So sure as shines yon moon above,21
                           
                           Thy heart will prove untrue ;22
                           
                           To seek some English lady-love,23
                           
                           Thou ’lt steer the light canoe.’24
                           He.
‘ The beauteous forms who will may boast25
                           
                           Of Albion’s favoured isle ;26
                           
                           The joy on earth I value most,27
                           
                           My Maori maiden’s smile.28
                           ‘ And if in death’s repose my love29
                           
                           Retire from earthly view ;30
                           
                           To join her then, for Heaven above31
                           
                           I’ll steer the light canoe.’32