If I believed in death, how sweet a bed <br />For such a blessed slumber could I find, <br />Beneath the blue and sparkling coverlid <br />Of that smooth sea, stirred by no breath of wind. <br />Oh if I could but die, and be at rest, <br />Thou smiling sea! in thy slow-heaving breast. <br />But all thy thousand waves quench not the spark <br />Immortal, woful, of one human soul; <br />Under thy sapphire vault, cold, still, and dark, <br />Deep down, below where tides and tempests roll, <br />The spirit may not lose its deeper curse, <br />It finds no death in the whole universe.<br /><br />Frances Anne Kemble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-written-by-the-seaside-ii/
