Cold, sharp lamentation In the cold bitter winds Ever blowing across the sky; Oh, there was loneliness with me! The loud sounding of the waves Beating against the shore, Their vast, rough, heavy outcry, Oh, there was loneliness with me! The light sea-gulls in the air, Crying sharply through the harbours, The cries and screams of the birds With my own heart! Oh! That was loneliness. The voice of the winds and the tide, And the long battle of the mighty war; The sea, the earth, the skies, the blowing of the winds, Oh! There was loneliness in all of them together. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EXPECTATION by GLADYS BRIERLY ASHOUR RAIN ON FALL NIGHTS by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL THE DAIMYO'S POND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FRIENDSHIP'S BLACK AND WHITE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE WANDERER'S RETURN by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT KATE'S MOTHER by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE OLD HOUSE AND THE APPLETREE by VIDA B. BUTCHER THE BUSTS OF GOETHE AND SCHILLER IN WALHALLA by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |