Although you hide in the ebb and flow Of the pale tide when the moon has set, The people of coming days will know About the casting out of my net, And how you have leaped times out of mind Over the little silver cords, And think that you were hard and unkind, And blame you with many bitter words. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HIGH TIDE AT GETTYSBURG [JULY 3, 1863] by WILL HENRY THOMPSON THE WORLD AND THE QUIETEST by MATTHEW ARNOLD ECHOES OF SPRING: 2 by MATHILDE BLIND PETITION (1) by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HUNGER'S DANGER by MAGDA BRANDON |