Poems (E. L. F.)/On the sea-shore
ON THE SEA-SHORE.
Glad sight of the ocean, Where each dancing wave,With its brightening emotion, The beach doth enlave.Oh! I wander in fancy Each billow to meet,And smile with a gladness As they break at my feet.And I sit by the shore In a wild dreamy mood,And think o'er and o'er In this sweet solitude.Yet my thoughts scarcely gather One definite gleam,For they flit and roll on Like the varying stream.
And each hour passes on In this dreamy repose,Like each wave that is gone Ere another arose.Oh, I love the deep waters! And the voice of the seaHath a music untold In its rapture for me.