The monsters of the deep do roar, <br />And their huge manes upon the shore <br />Plunge headlong, with a thundering sound, <br />That shakes the hollow-hearted ground: <br />And yet, amidst this din I hear <br />Thy gentle voice close at mine ear, <br />Whispering sweet words of love, that shake <br />My soul with the soft sound they make. <br />The cup of Heaven o'erflows with light, <br />The sea's broad shield is burnished bright, <br />And the whole earth doth glow and shine <br />Like a red, radiant, evening shrine. <br />And in this splendour, all I see <br />Are thy dear eyes beholding me, <br />With such a tender, steadfast gaze, <br />My life seems melting in their rays.<br /><br />Frances Anne Kemble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evening-by-the-seaside/
