Say not, O say not, we are strangers, br By freak chance together brought; br Remind me not of lurking dangers br In wreaths of friendship quickly wrought. br Some sweet attraction draws me to you; br From Memory's harp strange murmurs flow; br And something makes me think I knew you br Beyond the sea of Long Ago. br br Touch the sleeping strings and br tell me, tell me whether, br Thence comes music sweet and low: br Did not we walk some shore together br Beyond the sea of Long Ago? br br Your eyes, in bashful glances falling, br Light up a landscape far away; br Your voice-- to hear it is recalling br A sweet but long forgotten lay.