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...SIGISMONDA AND GUISCARDO by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO BALLADE OF SCHOPENHAUER'S PHILOSOPHY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS ANDROMEDA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH HAYMAKERS' SONG, FR. KING RENE'S HONEYMOON by GORDON BOTTOMLEY ON KNOWING WHEN TO STOP by L. J. BRIDGMAN |