H. V. Ellis - On a Lee Shore lyrics

Let be; of mercy! love, let go the clasp Which yet has held thy beauty bound by me,-- A graceful bark beside a sombre quay-- Already now the waters sob and gasp To dash and crush thee on me, and to grasp My tender treasure which by night and day, Seen or unseen, against me throbbing lay: Near me thou diest: love, let go thy clasp. Spread thy white-bosomed sail unto the breeze; And I, like one who waving farewells, stands And stretches arms whither arms cannot reach, Must yearn to watch thee far upon the seas, At ebb across the weary level sands, At flood across the weary moaning beach.