Tides

“Tide goes in, tide goes out, never a miscommunication. You can't explain that.”

“All night the thirsty beach has listening lainAnd with the morn the punctual tide again.”

“The punctual tide draws up the bay,With ripple of wave and hiss of spray.”

“The western tide crept up along the sand, And never home came she.”

“I saw the long line of the vacant shore,As if the ebbing tide would flow no more.”

“The tide rises, the tide falls, And the tide rises, the tide falls.”

“Tide flowing is feared, for many a thing,And sendeth good comfort, to such as shall live.”