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Poem by George Pope Morris


The Tyrant Sway


The heart that owns thy tyrant sway,
Whate'er its hopes may be,
Is like a bark that drifts away
Upon a shoreless sea!
No compass left to guide her on,
Upon the surge she's tempest-torn--
And such is life to me!

And what is life when love is fled?
The world, unshared by thee?
I'd rather slumber with the dead,
Than such a waif to be!
The bark that by no compass steers
Is lost, which way soe'er she veers--
And such is life to me!



George Pope Morris


George Pope Morris's other poems:
  1. Champions of Liberty
  2. Boat-Song
  3. The Deserted Bride
  4. Land-Ho!
  5. The Cottager's Welcome


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