The Moon is distant from the Sea

The Moon is distant from the Sea -- And yet, with Amber Hands -- She leads Him -- docile as a Boy -- Along appointed Sands --

He never misses a Degree -- Obedient to Her Eye He comes just so far -- toward the Town -- Just so far -- goes away --

Oh, Signor, Thine, the Amber Hand -- And mine -- the distant Sea -- Obedient to the least command Thine eye impose on me --