LOOK how the pale queen of the silent night Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her, And he, as long as she is in his sight, With his full tide is ready her to honour; But when the silver waggon of the Moon Is mounted up so high he cannot follow, The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan, And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow. So you that are the sovereign of my heart Have all my joys attending on your will, My joys low ebbing when you do depart, When you return the tide my heart doth fill. So as you come and as you do depart, Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MUTABILITY (2) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ACROSS THE STREET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 7. OF HOSPITALITY by WILLIAM BASSE THE AWAKENING OF THE TREES by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |