My love said, "What is the sea?" I said, "The unmeasured sea Is my heart, sweetheart, That is stormy or still With its great wild will, Glorying, stainless and free, Or sad with a sorrow beyond man's speech to impart, But for ever calling to thee, Heart of my heart." My love said, "What is the tide?" I said, "The unshackled tide Is my love, sweetheart, The draft and sweep Of the restless deep, Made clean as the stars and wide, That forever must yearn to the land above and apart, Till the day when she sinks to his side, Heart of my heart." My love said, "What is the land?" I said, "The Summer land Is thy face, sweetheart, Dreamy and warm and glad, In a benediction clad, With sunshine sweetened and tanned; And there is the set of the tide, the end and the start, The sea's despair and demand, Heart of my heart!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EARTH'S IMMORTALITIES: FAME by ROBERT BROWNING THE WORLD: A CHILD'S SONG by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS HALSTED STREET CAR by CARL SANDBURG UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 21. REQUIEM by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 22. THE CELESTIAL SURGEON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 25. MOTHER AND SON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 38 by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 5. THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |