Here you will find the Poem The Old Ghost of poet Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Over the water an old ghost strode To a churchyard on the shore, And over him the waters had flowed A thousand years or more, And pale and wan and weary Looked never a sprite as he; For it's lonely and it's dreary The ghost of a body to be That has mouldered away in the sea. Over the billows the old ghost stepped, And the winds in mockery sung; For the bodiless ghost would fain have wept Over the maiden that lay so young 'Mong the thistles and toadstools so hoary; And he begged of the waves a tear, But they shook upwards their moonlight glory, And the shark looked on with a sneer At his yearning desire and agony.
