rebeccas+poem

the tide rises the tide falls

by henry wadsworth longfellow

the tide rises the tide falls the twilight darkens, the curlew calls; along the sea-sands damp and brown the travveler hastens towards the town and the tide rises the tide falls

darkness settles on roof and walls but the sea, the sea in the darkness calls; the little waves, with there soft, white hands efface the footprints in the sands and the tide rises the tide falls

the morning breaks the steeds in there stalls stamp and neigh, as the hosteler calls the day returns, but nevermore returns the travvelrer to the shore and the tide rises the tide falls