William Ernest Henley


Echoes. 27. She Sauntered by the Swinging Seas


She sauntered by the swinging seas,
   A jewel glittered at her ear,
And, teasing her along, the breeze
   Brought many a rounded grace more near.

So passing, one with wave and beam,
   She left for memory to caress
A laughing thought, a golden gleam,
   A hint of hidden loveliness.






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