LET me die by the sea! When his billows are haughty and high, And the storm-wind's abroad, -- When his dark passion grasps at the sky With the power of a god, -- When all his fierce forces are free -- Let me die by the sea. Let me die by the sea! To his rhythms of tempest and rain, I would pass from the earth, Through death that is travail and pain, Through death that is birth; 'Mid the thunders of waves and of lea, Let me die by the sea. Let me die by the sea! When the great deeps are sundered and stirred, And the night cometh fast, Let my spirit mount up like a bird, On the wings of the blast. O'er the tumults of wave and of lea, O'er their ravage and roar, She would soar, she would soar, Where peace waits her at last: Oh! Fate, let me die by the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ROLLING ENGLISH ROAD by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON LONDON CHURCHES by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES CALLER HERRIN' by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE AS NIGHT COMES by CHARLES G. ADAMS JAMESON'S RIDE by ALFRED AUSTIN SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 37. NAPOLEON AT ST. HELENA by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) EXTRACTS FROM NEW-YEAR'S VERSES FOR 1825 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |