I stood on the shore of the world, As one might stand by the sea, And love, like a splendid wave Surged up the sand to me, Terrible, full of song, Bearing its crown with pride, But I feared the onward surge, Like a coward I turned aside. Love, like a broken wave, Ebbed and the sand was bare, Save where the flecks of foam Vanished into the air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH VENUS IN A GARDEN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DARK HOUSE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE POWER OF ART by GEORGE SANTAYANA JOHANNA PEDERSEN by KAREN SWENSON SUMMER NIGHT-BROADWAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER TO BE CLOSELY WRITTEN ON A SMALL PIECE OF PAPER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |