In hours of ebbing tide, oh trust not to the Sea! br It will come back to shore with redness of the morrow; br O don't believe in me when in the trance of sorrow br I swear I am no longer true to thee! br br The waves will roll again in dazzling ecstasy, br From far away, with joy, to the beloved shore; br And I with breast aflame, beneath thy charm once more, br Shall haste to bring my liberty to thee!br br Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoybr br