The Tide Rises The Tide Falls

The tide rises, the tide falls

The twilight darkens, the curlew calls

Along the sea sands dank and brown

  The traveler hastens toward the town

Darkness settles on roofs and walls

But the sea the sea in the darkness calls

The little waves with their soft white hands

  Efface the footsteps from the sands

  And the tide rises , the tide falls

The morning breaks, the steeds in their stalls

Stamp and neigh , as the hustler calls

The day returns but nevermore

Returns the traveler to the shore

  And the tide rises , the tide falls