MY grief on the sea, br    How the waves of it roll! br For they heave between me br    And the love of my soul! br br Abandon'd, forsaken, br    To grief and to care, br Will the sea ever waken br    Relief from despair? br br My grief and my trouble! br    Would he and I were, br In the province of Leinster, br    Or County of Clare! br br Were I and my darling-- br    O heart-bitter wound!-- br On board of the ship br    For America bound. br br On a green bed of rushes br    All last night I lay, br And I flung it abroad br    With the heat of the day. br br And my Love came behind me, br    He came from the South; br His breast to my bosom, br    His mouth to my mouth.