Believe me not, dear, when in hours of anguish
I say my love for thee exists no more.
At ebb of tide, think not the sea is faithless;
It will return with love unto the shore.
E'en now I pine for thee with old-time passion,
And place my freedom in thy hands once more.
Already, with loud noise, the waves are hasting
Back from afar to the beloved shore.
Love's Ebb And Flow
Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy
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Poem topics: believe, freedom, passion, sea, time, dear, place, return, noise, anguish, shore, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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