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.