Wind Of The Sea (song)
by
[A.T.]
Wind of the Sea, come fill my sail–
Lend me the breath of a freshening gale
And bear my port-worn ship away!
For O the greed of the tedious town–
The shutters up and the shutters down!
Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay
And bear me away!–away!
Whither you bear me, Wind of the Sea,
Matters never the least to me:
Give me your fogs, with the sails adrip,
Or the weltering path thro’ the starless night–
On, somewhere, is a new daylight
And the cheery glint of another ship
As its colors dip and dip!
Wind of the Sea, sweep over the bay
And bear me away!–away!