Etchings in Verse (Underhill)/Classes in Love
CLASSES IN LOVE.
DOWN on the beachHelen doth teach Classes in love.Watching the beach Sea-gulls, above,Twitter and screech. "'Tis quite absurd"— So thinks the bird—"School, on the beach!"
She doesn't knowLove from a crow. Still it is queerWhy her class know Love, and revere Helen, and grow Learned and wise, Tho' her bright eyes,Seem not to know.
One dreamy nightHelen, in white, Strolled on the beach.Teaching at night. Sweet as a peachIn the pale light. One in her class— No more, alas!That balmy night.
Down on the beachHarry doth teach Helen of love.Stars on the beach Beam from above. Happy is each, Helen and he— Kissing—ah me!Down on the beach.