Hush me, O Sorrow!
H. Somerset
Far, far away and in the middle sea -
So still I dream, although the dream is vain, -
There lies a valley full of rest for me,
Where I shall live and you shall love again.
O ships that sail, O masts against the sky,
Will you not stop awhile in passing by?
O prayers that hope, O faith that never knew,
Will you not take me an to heaven with you?
Come away Sorrow, Sorrow come away -
Let us go, sit in some cool, shadowy place;
There shall you sing and hush me all the day,
While I will dream about my lover's face.
Hush me, O Sorrow, like a babe to sleep,
Then close the lids above mine eyes that weep;
Rock me, O Sorrow, like a babe in pain,
Nor, when I slumber, wake me up again.