Dramatic Scenes With Other Poems, Now First Printed. By Barry Cornwall [i.e. Bryan Waller Procter]. Illustrated |
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THE FISHER'S WIFE.
The clouds are heavy and dark,
The winds are abroad at sea,
And the thunder comes:—his minute-guns
Do they sound an alarm for me?
The winds are abroad at sea,
And the thunder comes:—his minute-guns
Do they sound an alarm for me?
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They say that the waves are still,
Are as calm as calm can be;
But I hear a shriek, as the waters break:
My God! does he die for me?
Are as calm as calm can be;
But I hear a shriek, as the waters break:
My God! does he die for me?
Oh, why would he leave us all,
And venture on such a sea!
It was still at home, but the boiling foam
Called out from afar, to me.
And venture on such a sea!
It was still at home, but the boiling foam
Called out from afar, to me.
We have starved our whole life long:
Why not bear a little more?
'Twas better than send our one last friend
To die on the stormy shore.
Why not bear a little more?
'Twas better than send our one last friend
To die on the stormy shore.
If ever he come again,
Once safe from the murderous sea,
I will toil for aye, both night and day,
So he never need toil for me.
Once safe from the murderous sea,
I will toil for aye, both night and day,
So he never need toil for me.
My bairns, they are clinging around:
They shout: Is it death they see?
What is it they mark in the coming dark?
I tremble—oh, Life! 'tis He.
They shout: Is it death they see?
What is it they mark in the coming dark?
I tremble—oh, Life! 'tis He.
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