 | The Poems of Sir William Watson |  |
O TO SAIL
O to sail with thee, my dear,
Under headlands high and sheer,
At the mellow hour of daydroop when the lull of eve is near!
Under headlands high and sheer,
At the mellow hour of daydroop when the lull of eve is near!
O to sail away, and be
From the curse of care set free,
Far from heart-ache, far from heart-break, on the great heart-healing sea.
From the curse of care set free,
Far from heart-ache, far from heart-break, on the great heart-healing sea.
| The Poems of Sir William Watson | |