Poems (Henley)/Beside the idle summer sea

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Beside the idle summer seaAnd in the vacant summer days,Light Love came fluting down the ways,Where you were loitering with me.
Who has not welcomed, even as we,That jocund minstrel and his laysBeside the idle summer seaAnd in the vacant summer days?
We listened, we were fancy-free;And lo! in terror and amazeWe stood alone—alone at gazeWith an implacable memoryBeside the idle summer sea.
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