Classic Poem

I would carry you in my arms,
My strong One,
As if you were a child;
Over the long grass plains by the sea,
Where dunes are piled.

In the grey light of day that is late
Against wind from the sea I would carry your weight,
Till my body faint, but for love's control,
My soul will not faint to carry your soul.

I, who so weak had fallen to Hell,
Carry my load, and my Love's load well.
Old Sea, let us be steadfast!
New Hills, give us hope of change!
Wind from the sea, cleanse us!
And you — O Pain, and Heaviness,
Sanctify me! Sanctify me!