Here you will find the Poem The Lee Shore of poet Thomas Hood
Sleet! and hail! and thunder! And ye winds that rave, Till the sands there under Tinge the sullen wave -- Winds, that like a demon Howl with horrid note Round the toiling seaman, In his tossing boat -- From his humble dwelling On the shingly shore, Where the billows swelling Keep such hollow roar -- From that weeping woman, Seeking with her cries Succor superhuman From the frowning skies -- From the urchin pining For his father's knee -- From the lattice shining, Drive him out to sea! Let broad leagues dissever Him from yonder foam; -- O, God! to think man ever Comes too near his home!
