Classic Poem

Where the gray sea lay sad and vast
You turned your head away,
And we sat silently at last —
There was no word to say:

By the thunder,
By the iron thunder of the sea.

We could not speak, for the lost hope
Of the glad days before;
We sat beside the long sea-slope,
Watching the endless shore —

By the thunder,
By the iron thunder of the sea.

So that, as in the old despair,
I reached you pleading hands;
But you sat pale and helpless there,
Beside the barren sands:

By the thunder,
By the iron thunder of the sea!