Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowing Where the starlike sea gulls soar; The sun was keen and the foam was blowing High on the rocky shore. But now in the dusk the tide is turning, Lower the sea gulls soar, And the waves that rose in resistless yearning Are broken forevermore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VOLUPTAS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DANNY DEEVER by RUDYARD KIPLING TO YOUTH by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR MINIVER CHEEVY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON EVEN SO by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WINTER, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SOMETIME by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH |