1. falls

  • The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

    The tide rises, the tide falls,
    The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
    Along the sea-sands damp and brown
    The traveller hastens toward the town,
        And the tide rises, the tide falls.

    Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
    But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
    The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
    Efface the...

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • Written at Tivoli Falls

                Sweet Tivoli! upon thy grassy side,

                    Whene'er I linger through the summer day,

                And the soft music of thy silvery tide

                    So sweetly wiles the lagging hours away,

            I cannot deem but thou are e'en as fair

            As that Italian vale whose name thy waters bear...