Beside The Idle Summer Sea

Beside the idle summer sea,

And in the vacant summer days,

Light Love came fluting down the ways,

Where you were loitering with me.

Who have not welcomed even as we,

That jocund minstrel and his

Beside the idle summer

And in the vacant summer days?

We listened, we were fancy-free;

And lo! in terror and

We stood alone – alone and

With an implacable

Beside the idle summer sea.