This Post is dedicated to all of friends whom I miss

I stood beside the ocean
And asked the restless wave–
To what eternal troubling,
To what quest are you slave?
With orient pearls by thousands
Your mantle’s edges shine,
But is there in your bosom
One gem, one heart, like mine?
–It shuddered from the shore and fled,
It fled, and did not speak.
I stood before the mountain,
And said–Unpitying thing !
Could sorrow’s lamentation
Your hearing [...]