In Hours Of Ebbing Tide

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In hours of ebbing tide, oh trust not to the Sea!
  It will come back to shore with redness of the morrow;
  O don't believe in me when in the trance of sorrow
I swear I am no longer true to thee!

The waves will roll again in dazzling ecstasy,
  From far away, with joy, to the beloved shore;
  And I with breast aflame, beneath thy charm once more,
Shall haste to bring my liberty to thee!

© Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy