Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy

(5 September 1817 - 10 October 1875 / Saint Petersburg)

Love's Ebb And Flow - Poem by Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy

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.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010

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