A QUIET song for Ellen -
The patient Ellen Ray,A dreamer in the nightfall,A watcher in the day.
The wedded of the sailor Who keeps so far away:
A shadow on his forehead For patient Ellen Ray.
When autumn winds were driving Across the chafing bay,He said the words of anger That wasted Ellen Ray:
He said the words of anger And went his bitter way:
Her dower was the darkness -
The patient Ellen Ray.
Your comfort is a phantom,My patient Ellen Ray;You house it in the night-time It fronts you in the day;And when the moon is very low And when the lights are grey,You sit and hug a sorry hope,My patient Ellen Ray!
You sit and hug a sorry hope -
Yet who will dare to say,The sweetness of October Is not for Ellen Ray?
The bearer of a burden Must rest at fall of day;And you have borne a heavy one,My patient Ellen Ray.
