Posted by: tlboehm | June 6, 2012

The Maid of the Hesperus – From the Archives

http://www.bartleby.com/42/777.html – follow link to read the original poem by Longfellow 

 

The Maid of the Hesperus

 

On wintry nights the mariners sing 
Of tales such as these 
The sound of a fair maid crying 
Carried on November’s breeze

On moonless nights along the shore
Where plaintive surf does sigh
A chill will set in the bones of those
Who hear her mournful cry

Beware good men who ride the waves
Should you hear young maiden fair
Set a new course for open sea 
Lest frigid death find you there

She drifts alone on storm frothed waves 
Icicle tears form round her eyes
Her frigid embrace a sailor’s death 
When winters wrath fills the skies

Alas fair maid of the Hesperus 
Her spirit a slave to the wretched sea
The deep no kind of resting place 
For a beauty such as thee

Beware good men who ride the waves
Should you hear young maiden fair
Set a new course for open sea 
Lest frigid death find you there

TL Boehm 2007

 dedicated to Longfellow… 

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