On The Shore.
The punctual tide draws up the bay, With ripple of wave and hiss of spray, And the great red flower of the light-house tower Blooms on the headland far away. Petal by petal its fiery rose Out of the darkness buds and grows; A dazzling shape on the dim, far cape, A beckoning shape as it comes and goes. A moment of bloom, and then it dies On the windy cliff 'twixt the sea and skies. The fog laughs low to see it go, And the white waves watch it with cruel eyes. Then suddenly out of the mist-cloud dun, As touched and wooed by unseen sun, Again into sight bursts the rose of light And opens its petals one by one. Ah, the storm may be wild and the sea be strong, And man is weak and the darkness long, But while blossoms the flower on the light-house tower There still is place for a smile and a song.
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"The punctual tide draws up the bay,..."
This evocative piece by Susan Coolidge (Sarah Chauncey Woolsey), titled "On The Shore.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...