The Moon and the Sea

The Moon is distant from the Sea —

And yet, with Amber Hands —

She leads Him — docile as a Boy —

Along appointed Sands —

He never misses a Degree —

Obedient to Her Eye

He comes just so far — toward the Town —

Just so far — goes away —

Oh, Signor, Thine, the Amber Hand —

And mine — the distant Sea —

Obedient to the least command

Thine eye impose on me —