Cast my heart up on your barren shores. Mingle it with cleansing foam And the blue reflection of Spring skies. Bring it back to me . . . You who carried it far out to sea. Give it back . . . That it may beat for me The raging of the storm when the rains pour . . . Let the placid waves of a moonlit night Roll over me . . . Oh heart of the sea . . . Oh wanderer . . . Dash the tingling spray over me. |