The wind rose, the sea rose <br />A wave rose on the sea, <br />It sang the mournful singing <br />Of a sad centenary; <br /> <br />It sang the song of an old man <br />Whose heart had died of grief, <br />Whose soul had dried and withered <br />At the falling of the leaf. <br /> <br />It sang the song of a young man <br />Whose heart had died of pain <br />When Spring was black and withered <br />And the winter come again. <br /> <br />The wind rose, the sea rose <br />A wave rose on the sea <br />Swelled with the mournful singing <br />Of a sad centenary.<br /><br />Joseph Mary Plunkett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1841-1891/
