The latest light of evening br Upon the waters shone, br And still we sat in the lonely hut, br In silence and alone. br br The sea-fog grew, the screaming mew br Rose on the water's swell, br And silently in her gentle eye br Gathered the tears and fell br . br I saw them stand on the lily hand, br Upon my knee I sank, br And, kneeling there, from her fingers fair br The precious dew I drank. br br And sense and power, since that sad hour, br In longing waste away ; br Ah me ! I fear, in each witching tear br Some subtile poison lay.