Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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THE WAVES COME SHOREWARDS
ROLLING ON. |
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THE WAVES COME SHOREWARDS ROLLING ON.
The waves come shorewards rolling on,
With dreamy sounds so sweet,
They make their audience, the deep heart,
In soft response to beat!
With dreamy sounds so sweet,
They make their audience, the deep heart,
In soft response to beat!
'Tis twilight in the fair skies now,
And twilight on the sea,
And all seems bound in one repose
Of perfect calm to be!
And twilight on the sea,
And all seems bound in one repose
Of perfect calm to be!
The waves sink on the yellow shore,
On the quiet golden beach,
With a whispered, low, self-lullaby,
They slumber—all and each.
On the quiet golden beach,
With a whispered, low, self-lullaby,
They slumber—all and each.
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And as they die away, I feel
With them my heart half die,
Cradled and sepulchred in peace
In their monotony!
With them my heart half die,
Cradled and sepulchred in peace
In their monotony!
Its troubles and its tortures cease—
It lives not its own life,
But back reflects fair Nature's guise,
And 'scapes from feeling's strife!
It lives not its own life,
But back reflects fair Nature's guise,
And 'scapes from feeling's strife!
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