There's a hush and stillness calm and deep, br For the waves have wooed all the winds to sleep br In the shadow of headlands bold and steep; br But some gracious spirit has taken the cup br Of the crystal sky and filled it up br With rosy wine, and in it afar br Has dissolved the pearl of the morning star. br br The girdling hills with the night-mist cold br In purple raiment are hooded and stoled br And smit on the brows with fire and gold; br And in the distance the wide, white sea br Is a thing of glamor and wizardry, br With its wild heart lulled to a passing rest, br And the sunrise cradled upon its breast. br br With the first red sunlight on mast and spar br A ship is sailing beyond the bar, br Bound to a land that is fair and far; br And those who wait and those who go br Are brave and hopeful, for well they know br Fortune and favor the ship shall win br That crosses the bar when the dawn comes in.