midnight
And at the sweet hour of sunset you may pluck myrtle-leaves -- myrtle-leaves for the bride -- for the maiden-widow -- hi ! hi ! hi ! Myrtle-leaves plucked at the hour of sunset , but these will not be blossoms until midnight ! Do you hear the whisperings of the night-winds ? the longing moaning swell of the sea ? Row away bravely , my bold oarsman , row away bravely ! ''