Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A SONG, by HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS


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First Line: No riches from his scanty store
Last Line: The storm is in my soul.
Subject(s): Love; Poverty; Wandering & Wanderers; Wealth; Riches; Fortunes


I
No riches from his scanty store
My lover could impart;
He gave a boon I valued more——
He gave me all his heart!

II
His soul sincere, his gen'rous worth,
Might well this bosom move;
And when I ask'd for bliss on earth,
I only meant his love.

III
But now for me, in search of gain
From shore to shore he flies:
Why wander riches to obtain,
When love is all I prize?

IV
The frugal meal, the lowly cot
If blest my love with thee!
That simple fare, that humble lot,
Were more than wealth to me.

V
While he the dang'rous ocean braves,
My tears but vainly flow:
Is pity in the faithless waves
To which I pour my woe?

VI
The night is dark, the waters deep,
Yet soft the billows roll;
Alas! at every breeze I weep——
The storm is in my soul.





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