Albert J. Wood - The Bride of the Sea

The following verse was written by Albert J. Wood. It is reproduced here in the belief that copyright for the item has lapsed, the author having died in 1940, but if you have any concerns in this regard please contact us.

Burnie: The Bride of the Sea
(By A. J. Wood.)

She lies like the light of a dream on the Bay,
As fair as a lily, as bright as the day.
And whether the glory and glamor of noon,
Or the sheen of the lambent and luculent moon,
Sheds a passion of sunlight or peace on her brow,
She is ever enwrapped in enchantment, as now,
When the winds of the North, blowing fitful and free,
Are whispering of love to the Bride of the Sea.

For as fair as the face of a beautiful bride,
In the flush of young beauty and innocent pride,
What time she is treading her way up the aisle,
Where the scent of sweet flowers and music beguile,
While the soft light of love kindles up in her eye,
And she knows not yet whether to laugh or to sigh,
Enchanting as Circe, or soft Panope,
Is Burnie, sweet Burnie, the Bride of the Sea.

And full are the curves of her circular lips,
All kissed by the spray of the Mother of Ships;
Far bending away to the east and the west,
And clad with the trees on the slope and the crest;
Firm-set are her feet for the waters to lave,
Deep down in the midst of the osculant wave,
And snug as a ship when it lies in the lee,
Is Burnie, young Burnie, the Bride of the Sea.

Her daughters are lovely, and rich in the wealth
That is better than gold - the gift of good health;
And their eyes are alight with the sheen of the stars,
Their voices are soft as the sound on the bars
Of a river that murmurs and beareth along
To the ocean its burden of mellowing song.
Ahl who can escape from the soft witchery
Of the sea-nymphs of Burnie, the Bride of the Sea!

And her sons are as strong as her daughters are fair
All full of endeavor, and ready to share
In the purpose of life in the shop and the mart,
With vim-in each vein and resolve in each heart,
High-bearing resolve that this bright spot of earth
Shall be raised before long to the place it is worth;
For a glorious future is Nature's decree
For Burnie, fair Burnie, the Bride of the Sea.

She shall flourish and prosper from year unto year,
She shall revel in riches-the writing is clear,
She shall sit on her slopes like a beautiful queen,
She shall send her own ships o'er the buoyant marine,
She shall open her arms to the people beyond
And thousands shall pass in a night o'er "the pond,"
And away from the heat and the dust they will flee
To Burnie, bright Burnie, the Bride of the Sea.1


  • The Bride of the Sea is the "ancient name given to Venice".2
  • Burnie was being called "The Bride of the Sea" as early as 1911 when it was referred to as such by a mother of five, writing to "The North Western Advocate and the Emu Bay Times" to complain of the state of Burnie's beaches.3