Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/Song (Oh what comes over the sea)

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4549473Poems — SongChristina Georgina Rossetti

SONG.
OH what comes over the sea,
Shoals and quicksands past;
And what comes home to me,
Sailing slow, sailing fast?

A wind comes over the sea
With a moan in its blast;
But nothing comes home to me,
Sailing slow, sailing fast.

Let me be, let me be,
For my lot is cast:
Land or sea all's one to me,
And sail it slow or fast.