Samuel Coleridge-Taylor - The Lee Shore - текст песни (слова)

Sleet and hail and thunder!
 And ye winds that rave
 Till the sands thereunder 
 Tinge the sullen wave.
 Winds that like a demon 
 Howl with horrid note 
 From his humble dwelling 
 On the shingly shore;
 Sleet and hail and thunder.
 From that weeping woman,
 Seeking with her cries 
 Succour superhuman 
 From the frowning skies.
 From the urchin pining 
 For his father's knee,
 From the lattice shining 
 Drive him out to sea 
 Let broad leagues dissever 
 Him from yonder foam!
 O God to think man ever 
 Comes too near his home!