Pebbles and Shells (Hawkes collection)/Boating on the Lake
BOATING ON THE LAKE
The stars are bright, the moon is high, And night winds whisper on the shore. Our boat is slowly gliding o'erA lake as placid as the sky,Where moon and stars reflected lie. The liquid laughter of Lenore, The gentle dipping of her oarAwake a happy lullaby."Ah! lady fair," I musing said, "If life is but a boat like this, With you to row and me to kiss,What joy 'twould be when we are wed!""Ah, no," she said—"'Tis very clear That you will row and I shall steer."