TEARS! tears! tears!
In the night, in solitude, tears;
On the white shore dripping, dripping, suckd in by the sand;
Tearsnot a star shiningall dark and desolate;
Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head:
O who is that ghost?that form in the dark, with tears?
What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouchd there on the sand?
Streaming tearssobbing tearsthroes, choked with wild cries;
O storm, embodied, rising, careering, with swift steps along the beach;
O wild and dismal night storm, with wind! O belching and desperate!
O shade, so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance and regulated pace;
But away, at night, as you fly, none lookingO then the unloosend ocean,
Of tears! tears! tears!