Bring me a message of hope O sea! I am weary of waiting—Goes it well On the low sand dunes where my heart is set? I have asked of the winds and they cannot tell If the Love that was all in all to me Passeth, or liveth yet. Bring me a message of hope O sea! I am weary of waiting—the days are long And there comes to me neither word nor sign Or in the wind, or the breaker's song, If the Love that was all in all to me Has passed or remaineth mine. Bring me a message of hope O sea! I am weary of waiting, and winter is come But there comes to me nothing by land or sea The lake is frozen, the winds are dumb And the Love that was all in all to me, Liveth it yet O sea?
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