Lo, I have loved thee long, long have I yearned and entreated! <br />Tell me how I may win thee, tell me how I must woo. <br />Shall I creep to thy white feet, in guise of a humble lover ? <br />Shall I croon in mild petition, murmuring vows anew ? <br /> <br />Shall I stretch my arms unto thee, biding thy maiden coyness, <br />Under the silver of morning, under the purple of night ? <br />Taming my ancient rudeness, checking my heady clamor <br />Thus, is it thus I must woo thee, oh, my delight? <br /> <br />Nay, 'tis no way of the sea thus to be meekly suitor <br />I shall storm thee away with laughter wrapped in my beard of snow, <br />With the wildest of billows for chords I shall harp thee a song for thy bridal, <br />A mighty lyric of love that feared not nor would forego! <br /> <br />With a red-gold wedding ring, mined from the caves of sunset, <br />Fast shall I bind thy faith to my faith evermore, <br />And the stars will wait on our pleasure, the great north wind will trumpet <br />A thunderous marriage march for the nuptials of sea and shore.<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sea-to-the-shore/
