Parerga/Dark Wave of the Sea
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DARK WAVE OF THE SEA.
Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,
Bear my spirit along with thee
O'er the billowy plain
Of the deep-bosom'd main,
Where thy columns of surge advance:
Their white plumes curl,
And with glittering whirl
Flash back the struggling sunbeam's glance.
Bear my spirit along with thee
O'er the billowy plain
Of the deep-bosom'd main,
Where thy columns of surge advance:
Their white plumes curl,
And with glittering whirl
Flash back the struggling sunbeam's glance.
Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,
How thou rollest and foamest with glee!
With haughty crest,
With boiling breast,
Thou leapest along in the liquid race;
While thy brethren around
Exultingly bound
Like steeds let loose in the headlong chase.
How thou rollest and foamest with glee!
With haughty crest,
With boiling breast,
Thou leapest along in the liquid race;
While thy brethren around
Exultingly bound
Like steeds let loose in the headlong chase.
Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,
Thy voice is a voice of power to me.
Child of the breeze,
O'er the sounding seas
Thy life is a life of dance and song;
No chain may twine
O'er the buoyant brine,
Or tame the laugh of the Ocean strong.
Thy voice is a voice of power to me.
Child of the breeze,
O'er the sounding seas
Thy life is a life of dance and song;
No chain may twine
O'er the buoyant brine,
Or tame the laugh of the Ocean strong.
Dark wave of the sea, too like to thee
Is the soul in the wreck of its ecstasy.
Brief and bright
Is its path of light,
But it breaks at last on the rocks of care.
As thou must pour
On the spray-swept shore
Thy bursting bosom in vain despair.
Is the soul in the wreck of its ecstasy.
Brief and bright
Is its path of light,
But it breaks at last on the rocks of care.
As thou must pour
On the spray-swept shore
Thy bursting bosom in vain despair.
LONDON:
PRINTED BY RICHARD WATTS, CROWN COURT, TEMPLE BAR.