Palm Trees By The Sea

Love, let me thank you for this!

Now we have drifted apart,

Wandered away from the sea,–

For the fresh touch of your kiss,

For the young warmth of your heart,

For your youth given to me.

Thanks: for the curls of your hair,

Softer than silk to the hand,

For the clear gaze of your eyes.

For yourself: delicate, fair,

Seen as you lay on the sand,

Under the violet skies.

Thanks: for the words that you said,–

Secretly, tenderly sweet,

All through the tropical day,

Till, when the sunset was red,

I, who lay still at your feet,

Felt my life ebbing away,

Weary and worn with desire,

Only yourself could console.

Love let me thank you for this!

For that fierce fervour and fire

Burnt through my lips to my soul

From the white heat of your kiss!

You were the essence of Spring,

Wayward and bright as a flame:

Though we have drifted apart,

Still how the syllables sing

Mixed in your musical name,

Deep in the well of my heart!

Once in the lingering light,

Thrown from the west on the Sea,

Laid you your garments aside,

Slender and goldenly bright,

Glimmered your beauty, set free,

Bright as a pearl in the tide.

Once, ere the thrill of the dawn

Silvered the edge of the sea,

I, who lay watching you rest,–

Pale in the chill of the morn

Found you still dreaming of me

Stilled by love’s fancies possessed.

Fallen on sorrowful days,

Love, let me thank you for this,

You were so happy with me!

Wrapped in Youth’s roseate haze,

Wanting no more than my kiss

By the blue edge of the sea!

Ah, for those nights on the sand

Under the palms by the sea,

For the strange dream of those days

Spent in the passionate land,

For your youth given to me,

I am your debtor always!

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• Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 70: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 68: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 67: Ah, wherefore with infection should he live by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 61: Is it thy will thy image should keep open by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 95: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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