And columned hills beside,
And bear away the fairy form
That is my dreamland bride.
Bear her away to the red hills
Above the golden cloud;
Let naught but the love-sick breath of stars
Distend the bark's blue shroud.
Bear her away to the red hills,
With purple depths below,
And let black hosts for body - guard
Attend where'er she go.
Bear her away the red hills,
Up to yon misty height,
Where the dead sun may see her face
Throughout the gloomy night, -