Photographer's Note

I Saw From the Beach
By Thomas Moore

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining,
A bark o'er the waters move gloriously on;
I came when the sun o'er that beach was declining --
The bark was still there, but the waters were gone!

And such is the fate of life's early promise,
So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known:
Each wave that we danc'd on at morning, ebbs from us,
And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone!

Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning
The close of our day, the calm eve of our night;
Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning,
Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.

Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning,
When passion first wak'd a new life through his frame;
And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning,
Gave out all its sweets to love's exquisite flame!

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Photo Information
  • Copyright: Ashley Sch (loves_summer) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Note Writer [C: 250 W: 3 N: 215] (1310)
  • Genre: Places
  • Medium: Color
  • Date Taken: 2009-12-24
  • Categories: Nature
  • Exposure: f/2.8, 1/60 seconds
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  • Photo Version: Original Version
  • Date Submitted: 2010-02-07 16:44
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