The poems of Celia Thaxter | ||
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Past the point and by the beach,
Oh but the waves ran merrily,
With laughter light and silver speech,
And red the sunset flushed the sea.
Oh but the waves ran merrily,
With laughter light and silver speech,
And red the sunset flushed the sea.
Two lovers wandered side by side,—
Oh but the waves ran merrily;
They watched the rushing of the tide,
And fairer than a dream was she.
Oh but the waves ran merrily;
They watched the rushing of the tide,
And fairer than a dream was she.
About her slender waist was cast—
Oh but the waves ran merrily—
His strong right arm that held her fast,
A zone that clasped her royally.
Oh but the waves ran merrily—
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A zone that clasped her royally.
He gazed in her bewildering face,—
Oh but the waves ran merrily:
“See how the waves each other chase!
So follow all my thoughts to thee.”
Oh but the waves ran merrily:
“See how the waves each other chase!
So follow all my thoughts to thee.”
“And seest thou yonder star?” she said,—
Oh but the waves ran merrily,—
“Superb in yonder evening-red?
So dost thou light my life for me!”
Oh but the waves ran merrily,—
“Superb in yonder evening-red?
So dost thou light my life for me!”
'T was long ago that star did shine,—
Oh but the waves ran merrily;
Love made for them the world divine
In that old time beside the sea.
Oh but the waves ran merrily;
Love made for them the world divine
In that old time beside the sea.
The soft wind sighs, the great sea rolls,—
Oh but the waves run merrily;
What has Time done with those two souls?
And Love, who charmed them, where is he?
Oh but the waves run merrily;
What has Time done with those two souls?
And Love, who charmed them, where is he?
The poems of Celia Thaxter | ||