https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45307/the-triumph-of-time-56d224c3d1e6c
excerpt (the Sea)
"I will go back to the great sweet mother,
Mother and lover of men, the sea.
I will go down to her, I and none other,
Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me;
Cling to her, strive with her, hold her fast:
O fair white mother, in days long past
Born without sister, born without brother,
Set free my soul as thy soul is free."
The Triumph of Time | The Poetry Foundation
Before our lives divide for ever, While time is with us and hands are free, (Time, swift to fasten and swift to sever Hand from hand, as we stand by theā¦
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45307/the-triumph-of-time-56d224c3d1e6c