Author W. E. Henley The sea is full of wandering foam, The sky of driving cloud; My restless thoughts among them roam ... The night is dark and loud. Where are the hours that came to me So beautiful and bright? A wild wind shakes the wilder sea ... O, dark and loud 's the night! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments