I
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Claim
GRIEF sate upon a rock and sighed one day:
(Sighing is all her rest!)
"Wellaway, wellaway, ah, wellaway!"
As ocean beat the stone, did she her breast...
"Ah, wellaway!.. ah me! alas, ah me!"
Such sighing uttered she.