Upon the beach I walked at eve alone <br />And listened to the moaning of the sea, <br />And watched the sails that in the moonlight shone <br />As the horizon. Straightway unto me <br />There came a voice, as from below the waves: <br />'The less'ning sail will soon be seen no more, <br />And as I sweep thy footprints from the shore, <br />Time mosses o'er a world of unknown graves. <br />And it is well. If men could not forget, <br />With phantoms all the world would peopled be; <br />The ghosts of buried joys their hearts would fret- <br />A flood of tears, like blood, would drown the sea. <br />Rail not at Time-the healer of thy woes- <br />As of those thou hast forgotten, shall be thy last repose.'<br /><br />Hiram Ladd Spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-the-beach-i-walked-at-eve-alone/
