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Literary
June 9, 1871
Public Ledger
Memphis, Shelby County, Tennessee
What is this article about?
A lyrical poem depicting a gentle seaside encounter with a shy child whose hesitant 'No' belies her true affectionate feelings, observed amid the tide's ebb and flow.
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BETWEEN THE EBB AND FLOW
The evening breeze is singing low,
A lullaby to-day:
I have a question that I would ask
Before it dies away.
The pebbles on the beach are dry.
The tide has sunken low:
A little form is standing there
Between the ebb and flow.
A tangled mass of soft brown hair,
Two eyes cast meekly down.
A little face the sun had kissed.
Two cheeks a little brown;
Two little lips that pout and say,
"I do not think I know;"
Two little lips that tell a fib.
Between the ebb and flow.
A little heart that longing waits
To know what next 'twill hear.
A little face that shyly looks
To see if still I'm near.
Ah! little heart that whispered "Yes,"
Though pouting lips said "No."
You thought that you'd be asked again,
Between the ebb and flow.
A little face half-frightened, where
I turn to go away,
Two little hands that slyly reach
As if to bid me stay,
A little voice that softly says.
I did not mean that No:
A little pride that well was lost,
Between the ebb and flow.
The evening breeze is singing low,
A lullaby to-day:
I have a question that I would ask
Before it dies away.
The pebbles on the beach are dry.
The tide has sunken low:
A little form is standing there
Between the ebb and flow.
A tangled mass of soft brown hair,
Two eyes cast meekly down.
A little face the sun had kissed.
Two cheeks a little brown;
Two little lips that pout and say,
"I do not think I know;"
Two little lips that tell a fib.
Between the ebb and flow.
A little heart that longing waits
To know what next 'twill hear.
A little face that shyly looks
To see if still I'm near.
Ah! little heart that whispered "Yes,"
Though pouting lips said "No."
You thought that you'd be asked again,
Between the ebb and flow.
A little face half-frightened, where
I turn to go away,
Two little hands that slyly reach
As if to bid me stay,
A little voice that softly says.
I did not mean that No:
A little pride that well was lost,
Between the ebb and flow.
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
What themes does it cover?
Love Romance
Nature
What keywords are associated?
Ebb And Flow
Tender Affection
Beach Scene
Childs Heart
Shy Response
Literary Details
Title
Between The Ebb And Flow
Key Lines
The Evening Breeze Is Singing Low,
A Lullaby To Day:
A Little Form Is Standing There
Between The Ebb And Flow.
Ah! Little Heart That Whispered "Yes,"
Though Pouting Lips Said "No."
A Little Voice That Softly Says.
I Did Not Mean That No:
A Little Pride That Well Was Lost,
Between The Ebb And Flow.