OVER the sea, over the sea, My love he is gone to a far countrie; But he brake a golden ring with me The pledge of his faith to be. Over the sea, over the sea, He comes no more from the far countrie; But at night, where the new moon loved to be, Hangs the half of a ring for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KEARNY AT SEVEN PINES [MAY 31, 1862] by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN OUR BIRTH-CORD by KOFI ANYIDOHO AMBITION AND GLORY by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON EPOGRAM; LINES WRITTEN ON A WINDOW AT THE KING'S ARMS, DUMFRIES by ROBERT BURNS ANSWER TO -'S PROFESSSIONS OF AFFECTION by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |