"Until the Day Break," and Other Hymns and Poems Left Behind. By Horatius Bonar |
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A CHURCHYARD BY THE SEA. |
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A CHURCHYARD BY THE SEA.
Only the turf is green;
All round is wild and bare;
O life and resurrection, come,
To make all fair!
All round is wild and bare;
O life and resurrection, come,
To make all fair!
The wave sends up its spray
Upon the broken wall;
O Stiller of the breaking wave,
Speak when we call!
Upon the broken wall;
O Stiller of the breaking wave,
Speak when we call!
The long grass moves and bends,
As sighing o'er the dead;
No flower above the graves
Waves its luxuriant head.
As sighing o'er the dead;
No flower above the graves
Waves its luxuriant head.
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The white moss sheathes the stone,
Effacing each old line;
The nettle spreads its shade across;
The brambles intertwine.
Effacing each old line;
The nettle spreads its shade across;
The brambles intertwine.
Far round on every side
Spreads the low, level sand,
While inland far a mountain peak
Keeps sentry o'er the land.
Spreads the low, level sand,
While inland far a mountain peak
Keeps sentry o'er the land.
| "Until the Day Break," | |