THE OCEAN'S DEAD.
Who with a careless hand would rend
The veil of mystery;
And have unfolded to his view
The secrets of the sea?
The veil of mystery;
And have unfolded to his view
The secrets of the sea?
The waters foam and dash, then rest
As calmly as before;
And leave no shadow of a wreck
Of what they proudly bore.
As calmly as before;
And leave no shadow of a wreck
Of what they proudly bore.
But precious things we know are hid
Beneath the ocean wave;
And costly pearls and gems bedeck
The mermaid's shining cave;
Beneath the ocean wave;
And costly pearls and gems bedeck
The mermaid's shining cave;
But treasures richer far than these
Are buried in the sea;
Loved ones, whose names we fondly keep
Green in our memory.
Are buried in the sea;
Loved ones, whose names we fondly keep
Green in our memory.
There, in one cradle-bed are rocked
The mother and her child:
The mother and her child:
