A Sea-Shore Grave. To M. J. L. by Sidney Lanier
By Sidney and Clifford Lanier.
O wish that's vainer than the plash Of these wave-whimsies on the shore: "Give us a pearl to fill the gash -- God, let our dead friend live once more!"
O wish that's stronger than the stroke Of yelling wave and snapping levin; "God, lift us o'er the Last Day's smoke, All white, to Thee and her in Heaven!"
O wish that's swifter than the race Of wave and wind in sea and sky; Let's take the grave-cloth from her face And fall in the grave, and kiss, and die!
Look! High above a glittering calm Of sea and sky and kingly sun, She shines and smiles, and waves a palm -- And now we wish -- Thy will be done!
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