As, when the seaward ebbing tide doth pour Out by the low sand spaces, The parting waves slip back to clasp the shore With lingering embraces, - So in the tide of life that carries me From where thy true heart dwells, Waves of my thoughts and memories turn to thee With lessening farewells; Waving of hands; dreams, when the day forgets; A care half lost in cares; The saddest of my verses; dim regrets; Thy name among my prayers. I would the day might come, so waited for, So patiently besought, When I, returning, should fill up once more Thy desolated thought; And fill thy loneliness that lies apart In still, persistent pain. Shall I content thee, O thou broken heart, As the tide comes again, And brims the little sea-shore lakes, and sets Seaweeds afloat, and fills The silent pools, rivers and rivulets Among the inland hills? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON QUATORZAINS: 5. TO NIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES MOTHER'S LOVE by THOMAS BURBIDGE EACH AND [OR, IN] ALL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE COUNTRY FAITH by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE AS THE NEW YEAR [18 B.C.] DAWNED by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS FIVE GREAT ODES, SELECTION by PAUL CLAUDEL |