Gilded Shores Of Stone-Cast Pearls Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams

Sea, your cannon reaching waves:
I’ll stop not to bring your rock splitting waves
to me. They find the horizon and the Sea
a mixed blessing, but I call it grace for eternity.
Where lie beaches, they are blessed
and all the shores that spread caressed.
Love me too, Sea! why have you not called me?
Kiss my heart goodbye!
Immortal soul of infamous wealth!
I am but civil and in pursuit of mortality;
For one day without you is tormenting,
but eternity is yet unrelenting
and my soul searches your sands

And grace pardons your heavy current
as do the gilded shores of stone-cast pearls.
Eyes are bewitched at your hearty laugh,
and many think eerier to see you cry.
Frighten them, and scare them with a storm,
but do no harm to my love and my adoration.
Intense is my passion and ardent affection.
Great are your silver lined arms that reach into skies.
Do not harm to my love and my adoration,
for you are too dear to lose; to sever all relation.
Do no harm, to You, my love, lest we die