Poems (Radford)/In Yonder Bay

In Yonder Bay
In yonder bay the waves find rest,
They die along the great shore's breast,
  With one low sound

Of longing for the fuller breeze
Which rode across the trackless seas,
  And swept them round,

Ah, love, if I might find their rest,
Might end my wanderings on thy breast,
  I should not sigh

For fuller life, so I might stay
My heart's throb on thy heart some day,
  Before I die.