Parerga/Dark Wave of the Sea

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DARK WAVE OF THE SEA.

Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,Bear my spirit along with theeO'er the billowy plainOf the deep-bosom'd main,Where thy columns of surge advance:Their white plumes curl,And with glittering whirlFlash back the struggling sunbeam's glance.
Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,How thou rollest and foamest with glee!With haughty crest,With boiling breast,Thou leapest along in the liquid race;While thy brethren aroundExultingly boundLike steeds let loose in the headlong chase.
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Dark wave of the sea, dark wave of the sea,Thy voice is a voice of power to me.Child of the breeze,O'er the sounding seasThy life is a life of dance and song;No chain may twineO'er the buoyant brine,Or tame the laugh of the Ocean strong.
Dark wave of the sea, too like to theeIs the soul in the wreck of its ecstasy.Brief and brightIs its path of light,But it breaks at last on the rocks of care.As thou must pourOn the spray-swept shoreThy bursting bosom in vain despair.

LONDON:

PRINTED BY RICHARD WATTS, CROWN COURT, TEMPLE BAR.

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