O solemn cliffs of Grand Manan!
In silent might ye rise,
As bounded by th’ eternal sea
And by the azure skies!
Like a proud soul that stands apart,
Unknown, unloved, unsought,
Ye guard your stronghold silently
Through many battles fought.
The sea-gull sweeps across your wall,
And seaward shapes his course!
While at your feet the waves beat loud
In measure wild and hoarse.
O solemn heights! O grand and calm!
Ye hold my heart in thrall!
And not a sound is heard beyond
The ocean's rise and fall.
But as the waves beat strong and loud
Upon your rugged shore,
Through it the sea's sad monotone
I hear forevermore!
The sunset glow hath kissed your heights,
As loth to leave you yet;
And, bathed in glories red and gold,
The eve and you have met.
The boat speeds on — we may not stay,
But from my brooding heart
Your image, while this life remains,
Can nevermore depart!