Salt Lake Tribune | 1901-02-20 | Page 7 | Buried at Sea

Buried at Sea She was so timid so young and fair None were more so thnn she yet they mode her a grave away out there Out there In the wild wild sea Out where the breakers roar for aye And strange flcrco monsters spar and play Never a flower oer her grave will grow Never the birds will sing Ever forever the ebb and flow No rest to her come will bring The unseen currents her form will bear And dash and buffet It everywhere Oh she was a timid and quiet child From gentle things oer she shrank But down amidst monsters strange and wild Iron fragile body sank Sank to where neer she can find a rest Who hail slept so late on her mothers breast Where will they bear her those currents strong Off far to the polar seas Or southward to shores where the mock birds song Is heard midst the orange trees Or will tho waves dash her forever moro On the cruel cold rocks of Labrador Will the slimy seaweeds around her cling As she rocks In the dark depths there Or some strange and wlcrd and ravenous thing Rend tho body that was so fair She was so gentle I weep I moan To bo left In an ocean so vast alone And oft as I hear the breakers roar As the waves dash high and wild With ft sadness few bosoms ever bore I think of my longlost child She who will rock In tho o depths eo dread Till the day when tho rca given up Its dead S