Weeper On The Shore

In the vale where I once listened out for the light

Where the little birds warble

The ptarmigans babble

And my heart looked about for some rest from its trouble

I cast my eyes downward upon the seaside



And a fair young girl on the shore I espied

Who was sitting and weeping

To see the waves leaping

And over the skyline sad vigil was keeping.



O why are you weeping alone on the shore?

Now still from your eyes I can see the tears pour.

What sorrow and smart

So pierces your heart

That even at midnight it will not depart?