At the edge of the sea

T. Dobson

There was a river that rose

In the cool of the morn,

It leaped down the side of the mountain,

And ran through the meadows and corn,

But it came at the last to a cave

By the edge of the sea.

And it fell through the darkness and vanished

Forever from me.

I am sad for the river that fell

Through the darkness away.

From the meadows and corn, from the sun,

From the light of the day;

I could weep for the river that danced

In the heat of the day,

And sank through the darkness and vanished

Forever away.