Poem by Madison Julius Cawein

Love and the Sea

Love one day, in childish anger,
Tired of his divinity,
Sick of rapture, sick of languor,
Threw his arrows in the sea.
Since then Ocean, like a woman,
Variable of nature seems:
Smiling; cruel; kind; inhuman;
Gloomed with grief and drowned in dreams.

1. The Rag-Picker
2. The Troubadour of Trebizend
3. The White Vigil
4. A Wet Day
5. The Creek

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