Poems (Henley)/She sauntered by the swinging seas

by William Ernest Henley

XXVII

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 caressA laughing thought, a golden gleam, A hint of hidden loveliness.

1876