by Fiona Macleod

1. A little lonely child am I
That have not any soul;
God made me as the homeless wave,
That has no goal.
3. He took a wave and drowned her, 
She took a wave and lifted him;
And I was born where shadows are
In sea-depths dim.
5. But when the gloom is on the wave 
A shell unto the shore I bring;
And then upon the rocks I sit
and plaintive sing.
2. A seal my father was, a seal 
That once was man;
My mother loved him tho' he was
'Neath mortal ban.
4. All through the sunny blue-sweet hours
I swim and glide in waters green;
Never by day the mournful shoures
By me are seen. 
 6. I have no playmate but the tide
The seaweed loves with dark brown eyes;
The night-waves have the stars for play,
For me but sighs.