Arthur L. Salmon

“ Long years ago, when both our hearts were young.
We met to watch the lights and shadows quiver,
And listen to the song the waters sung.
But deeper than the music of its flowing,
The tide of love flowed on from mind to mind;
While overhead the elder blooms were blowing,
And dewy fragrance filled the wooing wind.
We stand beside the waters of the river,
But now the moaning of the sea is near.
Far off the beacons 'mid the dimness quiver,
And rolling breakers fill our hearts with fear. ”