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Poems by Christina G. Rossetti

«·UNDER THE ROSE. · BY THE SEA.·»

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.

 


«·UNDER THE ROSE. · BY THE SEA.·»