Clinton Scollard

Song

  Just the sun on a slope of heather,
    The long blue wind and the open sea;
  All the cares of the world in tether,
    And nobody there but you and me!

  That ’s my wish in the golden weather;
    Love, you echo the wish with me?
  Come, then, ho, for the slope of heather,
    The long blue wind and the open sea!