The winds are singing a death-knell
Out on the main to-night;
The sky droops low — and many a bark
That sailed from harbors bright,
Like many an one before,
Shall enter port no more:
And a wreck shall drift to some unknown shore
Before to-morrow’s light.
The clouds are hanging a death-pall
Over the sea to-night;
The stars are veiled — and the hearts that sailed
Away from harbors bright,
Shall sob their last for their quiet home —
And, sobbing, sink ‘neath the whirling foam
Before the morning’s light.
The waves are weaving a death-shroud
Out on the main to-night;
Alas! the last prayer whispered there
By lips with terror white!
Over the ridge of gloom,
Not a star will loom!
God help the souls that will meet their doom
Before the dawn of light!
* * * * *
The breeze is singing a joy song
Over the sea to-day;
The storm is dead and the waves are red
With the flush of the morning’s ray;
And the sleepers sleep, but beyond the deep
The eyes that watch for the ships shall weep
For the hearts they bore away.
(Abram Joseph Ryan)
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