Nature
Sea Longing
From Lyra Celtica (1924)
Sore sea-longing in my heart,
Blue deep Barra waves are calling,
Sore sea-longing in my heart.
Glides the sun, but ah! how slowly,
Far away to luring seas!
Sore sea-longing in my heart,
Blue deep Barra waves are calling,
Sore sea-longing in my heart.
Hear’st, O Sun, the roll of waters,
Breaking, calling by yon Isle?
Sore sea-longing in my heart,
Blue deep Barra waves are calling,
Sore sea-longing in my heart.
Sun on high, ere falls the gloamin’,
Heart to heart, thou’lt greet yon waves.
Mary Mother, how I yearn,
Blue deep Barra waves are calling,
Mary Mother, how I yearn.
Cite this poem
MLA
Macleod, Kenneth. “Sea Longing.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/macleod_k/1/.
Chicago
Macleod, Kenneth. “Sea Longing.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/macleod_k/1/.
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