|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|All night the thirsty beach has listening lain|
With patience dumb,
Counting the slow, sad moments of her pain;
Now morn has come,
And with the morn the punctual tide again.
|The punctual tide draws up the bay,|
With ripple of wave and hiss of spray.
Susan CoolidgeOn the Shore.
|The western tide crept up along the sand,|
And oer and oer the sand,
And round and round the sand,
As far as eye could see
The rolling mist came down and hid the land:
And never home came she.
Charles KingsleyThe Sands o Dee. St. 2.
|I saw the long line of the vacant shore,|
The sea-weed and the shells upon the sand,
And the brown rocks left bare on every hand,
As if the ebbing tide would flow no more.
|The tide rises, the tide falls,|
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
* * * * * *
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
LongfellowThe Tide Rises, the Tide Falls.
|Tide flowing is feared, for many a thing,|
Great danger to such as be sick, it doth bring;
Sea ebb, by long ebbing, some respite doth give,
And sendeth good comfort, to such as shall live.
TusserFive Hundred Points of Good Husbandrie. Ch. XIV. St. 5.