1. Among the travelers who went their way
Was a face I loved, though not all who pass are dear.

2. It shone like the full moon in the blackest night,
And sang like the sun, whose setting we fear.

3. Though love had never tapped upon my heart,
At its call I answered, with no thought to rue.

4. My love was obedience, untried before,
No other in my heart could stake a claim.