Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




She had the fluttering eyelids
Like petals of a rose; 
I had the wisdom never learned 
From any musty prose.

She had the melting ardour


That hesitates yet dares; 
And I had youthful valour's look, 
That is so like despair's.

She had the tender bearing 
Of daffodils in spring;


And I had sense enough to know 
Love is a fleeting thing.

She had the heart of tinder; 
I had the lips of flame; 
And neither of us ever heard

Procrastination's name.

She had the soft demeanour,
Discreet as any nun's; 
And each of us has all the joy 
God gives his foolish ones.