Parting on the sounding shore
Brothers twain were sighing;
Mingle with the ocean's roar,
Words of love undying;
A ring of gold was severed then
And each to each the giver,
His faith renewed in mystic sign
Which bound the heart forever.

" Broken thus THE TOKEN be,
While o'er the earth we wander;
One to thee and one to me —
Rudely torn asunder;
But though divided, we are one —
This scar the bond expresses,
When all our painful wandering's done,
Will close and leave no traces!

" Warmly in thy bosom hide,
The golden voice, I love thee!
Keep it there whate'er betide,
To guard thee and to prove thee!
And should THE TOKEN e'er be lost,
The ring that now is riven,
I'll know that death hath sent the frost,
And look for thee in Heaven! "

Parted on the sounding shore,
Each THE TOKEN keeping,
Met these Brothers nevermore —
In death they're widely sleeping.
But yet love's victory was won, —
The scar that bond expresses,
Their long and painful wanderings done —
Has closed and left no traces!