One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.

Edmund Spenser
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But...
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But...
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The poet William Wordsworth, in his poem "The Three WORDS" (1807), wrote: "One day I wrote her name upon the strand, / But came the waves and washèd it away; / Again I wrote it with a second hand, / But came the tide, and made my pains his prey." The poet is telling us that even though it's difficult to maintain love for someone for a long period of time, you can still keep trying. The tide will come in and take away what you have written one day, but you can write it again on another day.

Source: Amoretti And Epithalamion

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