It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a master there lived whom you may know

By the name of Blobby MaGee.

And this master he lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and he was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea,

But we loved with a love that was more than love

I and my Blobbyfishee,

With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven

Coveted he and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Blobby MaGee.

So that his highborn kinsmen came

And bore his away from me,

To shut Blob up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

Went envying him and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Blobby MaGee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in Heaven above

Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Blobfish MaGee.

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Blobby MaGee.

And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Blobfish MaGee.

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling—my darling—my life, at my side,

In his sepulchre there by the sea—

In his tomb by the sounding sea.