Analysis of The Fierce Dashing Sea

Here is where you find me
As the coastal gales blow;
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

And where I long to be,
This salted fuming show,
Here is where you find me.

Upon a cliff top free,
Above the ebbing flow,
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

Or on the seaway quay
Where age-old sailors go;
Here is where you find me.

Breathless in a wild spree,
My senses all aglow,
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

A roaring gift is she
I'll spend my life, I know;
Here is where you find me
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.