Poems (Lambert)/Hugging the Shore
HUGGING THE SHORE.
"DO you think you will hug the shore,
Captain, to-day?"
Asked a saucy young flirt, with a smile;
With crimson flush was dyed her cheek,
And over her brow swept the roseate hue,
While her eyes revealed in their dancing blue
All the lips declined to speak.
Captain, to-day?"
Asked a saucy young flirt, with a smile;
With crimson flush was dyed her cheek,
And over her brow swept the roseate hue,
While her eyes revealed in their dancing blue
All the lips declined to speak.
The captain glanced at the distant shore,
And then at the maid awhile—
The shore was distant, and she was near,
And the rose-tint deepened, as he said, "Dear,
I'll neglect the shore to-day!"
And around her waist crept the captain's hand—
It was so much better than hugging dry land I
And he said, glancing over the vessel's bow,
"The ship is hugging Cape Hatteras now,
But I'll hug the Cape of May."
And then at the maid awhile—
The shore was distant, and she was near,
And the rose-tint deepened, as he said, "Dear,
I'll neglect the shore to-day!"
And around her waist crept the captain's hand—
It was so much better than hugging dry land I
And he said, glancing over the vessel's bow,
"The ship is hugging Cape Hatteras now,
But I'll hug the Cape of May."