Grey rocks, and greyer sea,
And surf along the shore-
And in my heart a name
My lips shall speak no more.

The high and lonely hills
Endure the darkening year-
And in my heart endure
A memory and a tear.

Across the tide a sail
That tosses, and is gone-
And in my heart the kiss
That longing dreams upon.

Grey rocks, and greyer sea,
And surf along the shore-
And in my heart the face
That I shall see no more.