Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

IX


 

Dear, what hast thou to do 
With the cold moon, 
Free to range, fleet to change, 
So far and soon?

Dear, what hast thou to do

5

With the hoar sea? 
Love alone is his own 
Eternity.

Dear, what hast thou to to
With anything 

10
In the wide world beside 
Joyance and spring?