POSTHUMOUS POEMS
God give all men grief, I say,
That sail over the seas grey.
That sail over the seas grey.
I laid my head to the sea-stone;
I made my bed there alone.
I made my bed there alone.
I made my bed into the sand,
Betwixen sea and green land.
Betwixen sea and green land.
Betwixen land and green sea
Sorrows and sorrows fell on me.
Sorrows and sorrows fell on me.
In yellow sea-sand washen well,
Weary watches on me fell.
Weary watches on me fell.
There all a night I lay:
I would I had died ere day.
I would I had died ere day.
There in the young light
I looked over the waves white.
I looked over the waves white.
There all a day I stood
Looking over the sea's flood.
Looking over the sea's flood.
I saw waves black and green,
But no man's sail between.
But no man's sail between.
I saw waves blue and white,
But no sails under the light.
But no sails under the light.
There was no wind passed me by,
But I was like to die.
But I was like to die.
I sought long and I sought sore,
And aye my tears fell more.
And aye my tears fell more.
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