O would I were the cool wind that's blowing from the sea,
Each loneliest valley I would search till I should come to thee.
In the dew on the grass is your name, dear, i' the leaf on the tree -- 
O would I were the cool wind that's blowing from the sea.
O would I were the cool wind that's blowing far from me -- 
The grey silence, the grey waves, the grey wastes of the sea.