The Waves On The Sea-Shore
By Aunt Effie
Roll on, roll on, you restless waves,
That toss about and roar;
Why do you all run back again
When you have reached the shore?
Roll on, roll on, you noisy waves,
Roll higher up the strand;
How is it that you cannot pass
That line of yellow sand?
Make haste, or else the tide will turn;
Make haste, you noisy sea;
Roll quite across the bank, and then
Far on across the lea.
, “We may not dare,” the waves reply:
“That line of yellow sand
Is laid along the shore to bound
The waters and the land;