"THE SHADOWS ON THE WATER REACH."


The shadows on the water reach
My shadow on the beach;
I see the dark trees on the shore,
The fisher's oar.

I met her by the sea last night,
A little maid in white;
I shall never meet her more
On the shore.

Ho! fisher, hoist your idle sail,
And whistle for a gale;
My ship is waiting in the bay,
Row away!




A SUMMER NIGHT.


I feel the breath of the summer night,
Aromatic fire:
The trees, the vines, the flowers are astir
With tender desire.