Tender Love Poem

A Sonnet of the MoonLOOK how the pale queen of the silent nightDoth cause the ocean to attend upon her,And he, as long as she is in his sight,With her full tide is ready her to honor.But when the silver waggon of the moonIs mounted up so high he cannot follow,The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.So you that are the sovereign of my heartHave all my