<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=349922" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Coarse Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">OH the yellow boisterous sea,<br>The surging, chafing, murderous sea!<br>And the wind-gusts hurtle the torn clouds by,<br>On to the south through a shuddering sky,<br>And the bare black ships scud aloof from the land.<br>'Tis as like the day as can be,<br>When the ship came in sight that came never to strand,<br>The ship that was blown on the sunken sand—<br>And he coming back to me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh the great white snake of foam,<br>The coiling, writhing, snake of white foam,<br>Hissing and huddering out in the bay,<br>Over the banks where the wrecked ship lay,<br>Over the sands where the dead may lie deep!<br>There are some in the churchyard loam,<br>Some two or three the sea flung to our keep:<br>Their mothers can sit by a grave to weep,<br>But my son never came home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never, never, living or dead—<br>Oh, never, Willie, living or dead,<br>Could you keep your word and come back to me!<br>Oh, my darling! As like this day as can be,<br>When the ship came in sight that came never to strand,<br>When the ship came rounding the head,<br>Close to the haven and close to the sand.—<br>And their graves are long green that were tossed to land.<br>Ah, 'Sure to come back,' he said!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Augusta+Davies+Webster">Augusta Davies Webster</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=349922" data-title="A Coarse Morning de Augusta Davies Webster" data-description="OH the yellow boisterous sea, The surging, chafing, murderous sea! And the wind-gusts hurtle the torn clouds by, On to the south through a shuddering sky, And the bare black ships scud aloof from the land. 'Tis as like the day as can be, When the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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