She sat upon a mountain, And gazed upon the sea; Beside her crouched a stag-hound, A boy stood at her knee. She fixed upon the ocean An agonized stare -- The ship is fast receding -- Her husband off they bear. "Oh, robbers! take some pity Upon my helpless state: Restore him to my fond arms! Leave me not desolate!" They heed not her entreaties, They list not to her prayer; The ship is fast receding -- Her husband off they bear. "Oh Captain! take these jewels That grace my hair of jet; And ne'er in my devotion To bless thee I'll forget." Then sudden cried the pirate, "Lady, your prayers are vain; When as my bride I sought you, You heeded not my pain. "Now for the grief I suffered I'll compensated be" -- He said; and hurled her husband Into the raging sea. Upon her snow-white bosom Sank down that Lady's head; -- "I join thee, dearest Arthur" -- Fair Rosalind is dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEME IN YELLOW by CARL SANDBURG THE BALLAD OF JUDAS ISCARIOT by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN THE COASTERS by THOMAS FLEMING DAY CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 8. OF CONSTANCY by WILLIAM BASSE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 22 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH A MIDSUMMER MEMORY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TALES OF THE HALL: BOOK 11. THE MAID'S STORY by GEORGE CRABBE |