The gray sea and the long black land；

And the yellow half-moon large and low；

And the startled little waves that leap

In fiery¹ ringlets from their sleep,

As I gain the cove² with pushing prow³,

And quench⁴ its speed i’ the slushy sand．

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach

Three fields to cross till a farm appears；

A tap at the pane⁵, the quick sharp scratch

And blue spurt⁶ of a lighted match,

And a voice less loud, thro’ its joys and fears,

Than the two hearts beating each to each!

夜会

长岸黑黝黝，

大海灰濛濛；

半月黄又大，

远远挂低空。

我驾小船来，

疾驰多奋勇；

船头惊细浪，

环环映月红。

终于进港湾，

船滞淤沙中；

弃船登沙岸，

海风暖融融。

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心头情切切，

脚步快如风；

沙滩一片片，

田野一垄垄。

心头情切切，

脚步快如风；

眼前现农舍，

举手敲窗櫺。

火柴轻轻摖，

脆响急匆匆；

只见蓝光闪，

砰然两心动。

但听轻声唤，

惊喜又惶恐；

灯照心里亮，

情比夜色浓。