TALL yellow lilies wave and blow 



Along the water's edge; 

 Like bits of sunset light they glow, 



Caught in a reedy hedge. 



I see them shine where one by one 



The boats unladen lie, 

 While I come into shore alone 



For little spoil have I ! 



The little stars will soon peer out, 



The little moon mount up 

 And every lily all about 



Must close its golden cup. 



But with the morn they will awake 

 To shine their best by dav 



Although the yellow sun can'make 

 A brighter light than they. 



And with the morn my little boat, 



The river's edge beside, 

 Must go to fish, while great sh lps float 



Out seaward with the tide. 



For I m ust do my 



And never idle be 

 Because I cannot sail 





Ot cms nine unu 



