A SONG OF SEA WINDS.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 43, 24 October 1891, Page 503

A SONG OF SEA WINDS.

How it sings, sings, sings, Blowing sharply from the sea line, With an edge of salt that stings ; How it laughs aloud and passes, As it cuts the close clifT grasses ; How it sings again and whistles As it shakes the stout sea thistles — How it sings ! How it shrieks, shrieks, shrieks, In the crannies of the headland, In the gashes of the creeks ; How it shrieks once more, and catches Up the yellow foam in patches ; How it whirls it out and over To the cornfield and the clover— How it shrieks ! How it roars, roars, roars, In the iron under-caverns, In the hollows of the shores ; How it roars anew and thunders, As the strong hull splits and sunders ; And the spent ship, tempest driven, < In the reef lies rent and liven— How it roars ! How it wails, wails, wails, In the tangle of the wreckage, In the flapping of the sails ; How it sobs away, subsiding, Like a tired child, after chiding : And across the ground swell rolling You can hear the bell buoy tolling— How it wails !

Austin Dobson.