When did you sink to your dreamless sleep br Out there in your thunder bed? br Where the tempests sweep, br And the waters leap, br And the storms rage overhead. br br Were you lying there on your couch alone br Ere Egypt and Rome were born? br Ere the Age of Stone, br Or the world had known br The Man with the Crown of Thorn. br br The winds screech down from the open west, br And the thunders beat and break br On the amethyst br Of your rugged breast,-- br But you never arise or wake. br br You have locked your past, and you keep the key br In your heart 'neath the westing sun, br Where the mighty sea br And its shores will be br Storm-swept till the world is done.