Alone

There came to me softly a small wind from the sea. And it lifted a curl as it passed by me. But I sang sorrow and ho the heavy day! And I sang heigho and well-away! Again there came softly a small wind from the sea, And it lifted a curl as it passed by me. And still I sang sorrow and ho the heavy day! And I sang heigho and well-away! Once more there came softly that small wind from the sea, And it lifted a curl as it passed by me. I hushed my song of sorrow and ho the heavy day, And I hushed my heigho and well-away. Then, when I was silent, that small wind from the sea, It came the fourth time tenderly to me; To me, to me, Sitting by the sea, Sitting sad and solitary thinking of thee. Like warm lips it touched me-that soft wind from the sea, And I trembled and wept as it passed by me.