My Grief on the Sea, from the Irish

By Douglas Hyde

Born 1861

MY grief on the sea,
         How the waves of it roll!
For they heave between me
         And the love of my soul!

Abandon'd, forsaken,
         To grief and to care,
Will the sea ever waken
         Relief from despair?

My grief and my trouble!
         Would he and I were,
In the province of Leinster,
         Or County of Clare!

Were I and my darling--
         O heart-bitter wound!--
On board of the ship
         For America bound.

On a green bed of rushes
         All last night I lay,
And I flung it abroad
         With the heat of the day.

And my Love came behind me,
         He came from the South;
His breast to my bosom,
         His mouth to my mouth.

DayPoems Poem No. 806
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