Barry Cornwall Deep Poems
- 1. Life
WE are born; we laugh; we weep;
We love; we droop; we die!
Ah! wherefore do we laugh or weep?
Why do we live, or die?
- 2. The Stormy Petrel
A THOUSAND miles from land are we,
Tossing about on the roaring sea;
From billow to bounding billow cast,
Like fleecy snow on the stormy blast:
- 3. The Sea
THE SEA! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earthâ??s wide regions round;
- 4. Golden-tressed Adelaide
SING, I pray, a little song,
Neither sad nor very long:
It is for a little maid,
- 5. The Hunter-s Song
RISE! Sleep no more! â??T is a noble morn:
The dews hang thick on the fringed thorn,
And the frost shrinks back, like a beaten hound,
Under the steaming, steaming ground.